"Mom I jerk-off every day to visions of you, and I have for longer than I can remember. I could never let you find out because it scared me that you m...ght think I was sick. Hell I even fantasize about you when I'm fucking other women," he went on, "You are my sexiest fantasy woman and you always will be. You are also my mother and you always will be. I love you and I want you but I am not in love with you mom. I can love you, and we can have sex, and I can still find a woman to fall in love. " He lowered his mouth back to his task.Doug reached for James' large scrotum. His testicles were plump, filling out the tautened skin impressively. Keeping his head, mouth and other hand working up and down the thick cock, Doug grasped James' balls from behind and gently kneaded them. James firmed his grip on the back of Doug's head, holding it close so his fat cockhead wouldn't pop out of Doug's warm mouth when his bobbing head reversed. Doug was instinctively alarmed at losing control of his. After I dried off I met my wife in our bedroom. She was wearing her long Terry cloth bath robe. She was setting on the bed with the newly bought castration items at her side. I stood in front of her and she hand cuffed my hands behind my back. She then opened the bag of green rings and put one on the prongs if the pliers. She squeezed the handles causing the ring to expand. She latched the handles and started working one testicle at a time through the band. Once she had both of my balls in the. She talked, she pleaded with me, she encouraged me. She wanted it harder and faster, she wanted it raw. She rocked her hips to change the angle of Big Girl inside her. “Oh yes, that's perfect, perfect, please fuck me, oh please fuck me.” I was happy to comply, happy to watch her breasts shimmy with each and every thrust, happy for the sound of the headboard slamming into the wall, happy to hear the squishing of her cunt as Big Girl drove deep inside her. I rode her long, I rode her hard, and.