We three just clicked the moment we met the day I moved in; though the food, the music and wine helped in their awesome, renovated Southern home, when...they invited me for a "sleep-over", as my electricity hadn't been turned on yet.That first night in their bed was like a fantasy, that I'd never imagined, come true. Their intensity grew from a kernel of Eros, stirred with warm breath on the ear only to evolve into a dropping, sliding kiss...running down the length of her sighing neck. For that. “Nice to see you still juice up. I,m full of juice!” I kissed her again. “I better do something about it then.” So she got on her knees and gave me the best blow job in some while swallowing each and every tastey spurt from my brim full cock. I thought she,d be happy to be licked out now and then but it was still a struggle to get her to agree some time I got so frustrated I Didn,t bother yet there were times she was happy to take part. Sadly after a few years of now and again it got to the. I told her that I sniffed them whilst masturbating. Still looking at me with a slight grin on her face she replied "so you like all the smells that I leave in my knickers, even when the have been riding up my bum", as my cock began to throb again, I replied, "yes". What came next completely shocked me. She asked "how would you like to smell and taste the real thing?" At this point I was in total shock and replied "yes, yes I would love that", whilst all the time thinking that it was some sort. With a quick hand she pulled the pouch from his harness and let it drop on the floor. His semi hard cock pointed toward her at a forty five degree angle and his swollen testicles were tucked up at its base.She bent down in front of Roger and caressed his balls checking for any missed hairs. They were as smooth as silk. Satisfied, Mistress Penelope pulled him towards a small table BY HIS TESTICLES. She let go of his scrotum and picked up a shiny metal implement and held it in front of his face..