I knew who was referring to when she called me Bud, as she had Bud jerk off on her many times.She was reliving a memory while I remembered the picture... she had shown me.She claimed it really turned her on watching men jerk off on her breasts, I guess it still can. I moved up on my knees beside Emily jerking my cock as they waited for me to cum. They both had their mouths open staring at my cock,with Lee pushing her saggy breast up against Emily’s.They both looked up at me then back down when. Next she took a pair of barber’s scissors from her toiletry kit and trimmed the hairs above my cock to a half inch. When she was finished and satisfied with her work, she rinsed and dried me and had me stand so she could admire her work. As she gently stroked my smooth cock, she spoke. ‘This is MY cock. You will keep it as smooth as it is now. Is that clear?’ ‘Yes, Mistress,’ I replied. Her huge ‘cock’ was still very much on my mind. It swung in front of her as she led me back to the bedroom.. “Careful,” he muttered, raising his head.“I won’t spoil them,” she said softly. “I’ll take care.”His protectiveness amused her. Amused and aroused her. What pleasured him pleasured her. Gripping him, she licked his cockhead, swirling her tongue over and around it. Then she lapped along his shaft toward his shaven ball sac. She sucked his crinkled flesh through the mesh, kissing and nuzzling. Then she nibbled the nylon, testing his faith. He tensed. His grinding hips came to a halt, hands lifted. That frightens me. A lot. I’ve never been kissed by someone I care about or who cares about me.’ ‘But you’ve…’ She cut him off, ‘But I’ve dated a lot of guys? Yeah, I have. And they were looking for something I was unwilling to give them. It’s a lot easier date someone you don’t care about. They can’t hurt you.’ ‘And you think I would do that?’ He choked, stung. ‘Not in my heart. But my head says you might.’ ‘I love you!’ He blurted out, then looked abashed. ‘You… love me?’ ‘For as long I can.