He threw on his long black coat and dodged out the door quickly. He walked down the road some, where his pick up was parked in a small wooded clearing...that one could not see from the road and hopped in. He'd drive into town and look up that job. And find a room to rent for the night. He wanted to hang around for awhile, to see how things would develop. He was taking a chance, but he would risk it.Christy woke up with a throbbing head. Little Whiskey was at her feet on the big bed. It was almost. Don’t go to any trouble changing on my account Karen. I smiled to myself. I thought to myself maybe I’ll just slip this flimsy robe off and slip into my red cum fuck me pumps and see if he likes that better. No I’m not going to go that far but my pussy is so wet. Instead I slipped on a fairly tight fitting long tee shirt and pair of 2” red mules that I like to lounge around in. I stepped out of my very large closet back into the bedroom only to catch Jerome quietly staring at the rather large. My hand grabbed a fistful of breast, and his eyes went wide with freight. I slipped the flesh through the jaws of the crimper, aiming for the hole to puncture just to each side of his nipple, and squeezed. Halfway through the squeeze, I let go of the skin, and put both fists into the job until I heard the telltale crump of the closed crimp. All the while, the pig shook, but didn't try to roll over, which I hate. It was screaming into the gag, eyes wide as saucers, and looking at the crimp. ..She inspected them with her fingers, one by one she thoroughly felt theirshape and size with her fingertips. It felt really, really, weird havingmy mom holding my flacid penis and massaging my testicles.M: Sweetie, we will have to confirm with a specialist, but I think it'ssafe to say that your testicles have indeed atrophied. They are way tosmall for you age, about the size they were when you had the accident.Other than that, you seem OK.Noticing my worried face she also said.M: It's a good.