You shouldn't have," she mocked with a broad smile. Holding it up for me to see, she said, "I think it looks a lot like you." The Kong came with a sm...ll tube of KY jelly. I thought that was a nice touch. "Glad you like it, Becky. Let's try it out, okay?" "Maybe, maybe some other time," was her reply. She put her arms around my neck and gave me a motherly peck on the cheek as if I was a small boy. It wasn't the erotic kiss that I'd expected. Something snapped inside of me at that point.. I walked with her on the beach, we had long talks, she cried and vented and told me she'd never ever trust a man again. And I was the perfect friend, the shoulder to cry on, the guy she didn't have to worry about."He stopped, perhaps wondering if that was enough."And the sex?" the tall man said. "Tell me about that--not the details, just the bare outline."Damon looked uneasy again. "Well, I ... each night I saw to it that we had a lot to drink at dinner, and each time she got very emotional. So. I’m going to be watching you and give you a taste of your own medicine. Go on take out your cock and get busy!” “You want me to masturbate in front of you?” “That’s right. Show me your big cock. Do it now!” Peter stood up and took off his shorts and his boxers. He then sat on my couch and got a firm hold on his dick. He moved his hands up and down his cock. “Fondle your balls!” He then cupped and massaged his balls, while he worked his fingers up and down his shaft. “You have a very nice. I only make two promises: you will leave alive and you will no longer have a clit.”Attached to the message was a waiver and directions to a home on the far side of the city.I thought about it. Then I looked at my clit in the bathroom mirror. He was erect and pulsing with anticipation. He wanted and needed to come off.I arrived at the house in the evening two days later with the waiver, signed, and a freshly shaved cunt, as instructed.The man who answered the door was slender and only slightly.