"I didn't force her to drink. That she did on her own. Now strip off that underwear, we have a contest going on, and judging from your cock's reaction... I might lose my bet." She stared up at me with the look of a horny slut, while holding my rapidly growing cock.And then I felt her tongue licking at my balls and swallowing them one at a time. I watched as she let a long line of drool fall from her lips onto my semi-rigid shaft. Her slippery hands felt marvelous. She has a way of caressing my. The bartender an attractive young man smiles and asks me what I am drinking ... I tell him a Manhattan and he tells me it's "Comin' right up!" I scope out the scene.There's an orange hue ... the huge basket woven-like chandeliers leave one to see Indonesian and Spanish influence ... the giant art that hangs on the wall has a Georgia O'Keeffe style that creates a sensual and seductive atmosphere. Ideal for food, wine and lust...A scattering of people as I look around the room and see the various. They knew he had always longed to see this part of the world.His daughter had made the point, “After all that has happened lately you need a break.” And without further discussion, they had produced the tickets. The sights had been great, but on a coach-load of couples, who were friendly enough, he had felt alone. And here he was, stupidly trying to regain his cool, that the lady had so disturbed.Sonia Willove realised she had been standing at the bar entrance too long. Two glasses of wine with. .waiting for an answer. I felta tingle in my balls knowing that, one way or the other, they woulddisappear from my life. So be it!"Honey what I want is for you to band me....now....don't wait. Get itover with so we can move on. I want to watch you slip that stretchedgreen band around my scrotum. See your hands do that deed. Feel yoursoft warm hands pull my balls tight into it. Watch your face as you doit. Feel the pain when you slowly release the handles and that bandsqueezes the manhood out.