The phallus she wore was the biggest I’d ever seen. So realistically crafted I could make out lines and veins. The color matched the outfit, light r...flected off of the deep ebony giving it a sheen. My panic must be obvious to her. She laughed as my eyes pleaded for her to stop this fiasco. Her words burned my ears with profanities. Letting go of her newly acquired appendage, she grabbed my testicals and penis, fitting some ristritctive ring at the base of the two. This action tightened the. Then he licked all along the shaft, sucked my foreskin and looked up at me. I bent over and kissed him, one hand tweaking his nipple, the other on the back of his head. He broke it off and without warning he tried to take all of my cock into his mouth at once. Instantly he gagged, my 7 cock was always a bit too much for anyone to take. Nevermind someone that had never sucked dick before. He tried again, not so fast this time and got about 5 into his mouth before I felt the rippling on the back. But it couldn’t have escaped her notice that as shesaid these dreadful things to me, my pathetic littlepenis started to become hard. At that point shestopped, laughed, and gave my baby erection a hard slapand walk out. But although it was extremely humiliating for me, itdidn’t stop me from wanking straight away. I actuallyenjoyed her humiliating me that way or at least itaroused me in a way I couldn’t hope to explain. I lovedmom and I loved the way she treated me badly. She had the hips and bum you would expect for a woman of her age who had kept a husband happy for eighteen years. Matt loved her knee-high boots, he loved her eye-shadow and the way her perfume was like mint and freesia rolled into one. Matt was a rakish guy, between school and college with foppish hair and a half-hearted goatee growing on his otherwise smooth young face and chin. “Do you want a cookie, Matt?” “Oh no, I’m good thank you.” “Is the beer okay, Matt?” “It’s just the job,.