" What?" Have you..." Spit it out, doll." Have you had it chopped off?"She laughed."You seem particularly fascinated with that, Frankie. You never tal...about anything else. Are you thinking you'd like to have that done?You should do. It's the most wonderful thing in the world, Frankie. Toanswer your question: yes. I've had myself castrated."I gasped."Didn't you notice? I was off for a week."I said that they told me she'd had a cold. I realised how naive I'dbeen. Why Charlotte and the others had. She acted as though nothing had happened. I can barely remember what she said next as I was in a state of shock and at the same time in the aftermath of a massive orgasm. Basically she said something about an issue with one of my testicles and that her husband is a doctor and she’d like him to have a look. I didn’t know what the fuck was happening. I watch her leave through the side door which must connect back into the main house.I sat for a few moments and then had an impulse to run. I moved. "Who the' hell are you?" he demanded, holding the woman's hips and still heaving himself into her, grunting with every hefty thrust."Man in trouble," I said, admiring the long muscles of the lithe woman he was rogering."Busy," he declared, pumping faster, clamping his mouth closed and coming while the woman shook, her head down between her elbows crying out nonsense words of relief. "No more, no more," she sobbed."There," he said, withdrawing his massive member and stuffing it into his. No longer sluggish she pulled on his lack of foreskin with all her might trying to take more than three inches. But this dick was unlike any she had in the past and it answered all the questions she formulated every time she ran into him. It had to be 5 even 6 inches thick, the head was slit to none existence it just morphed into thick round flesh. She tried her eyes watered her mouth weaken, she pulled it closer to her breast and rubbed, “how I’m really hard”. Holding it in her hands it.