I was taken aback by just how wet it felt, and I couldn't help but masturbate right there, my heel still poised delicately on this last testicle, this...testicle which I would soon sacrifice for my pleasure.Once again I thought about the man watching me from below. This was the point of no return. It was inevitable by this point that I was about to complete his castration. I would take his manhood completely, and I would cum hard as I did so. As this thought whirled around my mind I felt the. She loves the customary “vanilla” activities and over the years her interest in BDSM has grown (much to my delight). She withdrew from swinging a few years ago after we moved from Maine. As my hungers have grown and I miss having her used by others (and I want time to do my own “thing”) I am looking for attentive men with some charm to draw her back in. She (and me) are STD clean and she’s beyond c***d-bearing so condom use is not desired or wanted. Ideally I am looking for men, Doms and. "No, not really," I grinned, "Well I kissed one once." and she dissolved in laughter."Oh Jane," she laughed tears streaming down her face, "That was brilliant." Probably," I said, "But it's true."I must have sounded sad about it because she moved closer and kissed me on the cheek before sitting back hurriedly."Sorry," she said shyly. Then she grinned and said, "No I'm not, that was nice." I thought so too," I said and kissed her back, her lips parted under my tongue and she sighed as I licked. “Thanks, son. It is so good to hear someone complementing me upfront” she said. “What do you mean?” I asked“You haven’t heard what people comment about me in public?” she asked.“Yeah, like ‘Look at her structure’ and ‘She’s so sexy’. Do you like that kind of compliments?” I asked.“I do. I love that kind of compliments,” she said.“Ok then you’re the sexiest mom,” I said. She laughed a little bit and said “Thank you, son. And you are the most handsome son.” She kissed my cheeks. I went to the.