The reference to being a cuckold was a new term. I pulled the thong over my hairless cock and balls."Still looks bad, Cuck. Get over here."She held my...balls which were hanging outside the thong. She squeezed and then thumped each one. I drew back a little. My cock started shrinking and my balls drew up some. She placed each testicle inside the thong and pushed it up into my inguinal canal. Now it looked like I didn't have any balls. She pulled the thong up tight and my testicles stayed inside. I was wearing jeans and a T-shirt. She had lit some candles on the dinner table and I had bought a bottle of whiskey since she told me that she drinks occasionally. We had whiskey along with some salads and some fries. I could see her sex urge as she wanted to have a go at me. I knew that if we give in now we will miss dinner and I did not want to do it as we need all the energy in the world when having sex. Immediately after we had around two pegs I told her lets have dinner. She had prepared. And of course the jerries were entitled to have their land back too, same as us."There were murmurs of agreement all round, most of us had had experience of it."I'm never sure why they call it the second French war," said Smithy, "surely that little fracas when we annexed all the country down to Pyrenees in '07 couldn't be called a war." Well, the historians call it that," said the Doc, "so who are we to argue?"Long sentence that, for the Doc. You could tell it affected him. Usually, if a. A pink length of throbbing meat shoved against his muzzle and Ben moaned, parting his lips for it. As the gym slut, he knew what his place was, what he was supposed to do.“Suck, whore…”“Unff, you already got your turn, it’s time for me to take him.”Two studs pressed in from either side, one stallion like him and the bulky bull, everyone other than him rippling with muscle that he hardly ever thought he could boast. The stallion was bigger than him, stronger than him, the two of them boasting.