"Ooh, your balls are so big and hairy," she whispered as she hefted them and began to gently massage them. Then, she slid her tongue all the way down ...y shaft, and I could feel her lips on my balls. The sensation of her hair falling on my thighs was driving me nuts, along with her hot breath on my dick. She made smacking noises with her lips as she kissed my hairy balls, and then I could feel her tongue on them, running under them and around and around them. She opened her mouth wide and gently. It will even let her text back and forth. Before you ask I still don’t have a clue how it works. She even dumbed it way down for me.”There wasn’t much chatter at the table after that other than asking someone to pass them a dish. I noticed that Mary passed on the shrimp. When she reached for the glaze Molly that had used to cook the shrimp she took it away from Mary. Molly then grabbed a salad bowl and mixed together all the juices from the other meats. From the fridge she added some other. Suddenly Tammy's cell phone, sang out her favorite song, signaling a call from Jami. She looked at the display and saw her best friend's picture. "Go ahead honey. See what she wants," said Mike. Tammy smiled and pressed the button. "Hey you . . . what's up?" Mike could hear bits and pieces of the conversation but was intent on finishing round one of their time together. "I'll ask. Daddy . . . can Jami come over in a half hour or so?" "I don't see why not," he said, somewhat disappointed. At. " I nodded again, and started to blush. How had she guessed? Had someone written "Slut" across my forehead? "I think you enjoy playing the slut; enjoy being dominated by men." I smiled in response. "But I think you enjoyed that too. I suspect that you just don't have as many opportunities to dominate your sexual partners." I shrugged and nodded. "I don't think you hold anything in particular against Nigel, do you?" she asked. "No, I don't think so." "So why did you want to see him punished?".