I began to think that I had scared her away. Maybe my knowing about her had embarrassed her to the point of finding a new watering hole.Monday I enter...d the bar and Fred was beside himself. He pushed my drink before me then slid a plain envelope to me. "The woman was in here and paid for a drink and gave me this. She told me if I opened it she would be back to cut my balls off. The way she said it I believe her. Tell her it was unopened for me." I sipped my drink and looked at the envelope. It. There was a soft ring around the inside of the open end. I could see metal plates of some sort inside it. There was one all the way around the inside at the open end. Several others ran up the length of it and a metal dome inside at the closed end. It looked like it would cover the head of my penis if or when it filled the cylinder. Wires ran from all the metal parts as well as the leather pouch holding my balls. She took a separate wire harness behind me and I could feel her fasten it to the. Mom came into my room. Completely naked and with hand prints all over her tits and belly she sauntered in and threw a few 20s on the table."That's what I made in 10 minutes. What did you do except masturbating to your mother's fuck session?" she taunted me."You just whored your body, you fucking cunt. At least I don't do that." Oh yeah! No you are not a whore. You are not good enough to be a whore. You are only worth the money your mother makes fucking men." she laughed cruelly.Before I knew. Abigail rested one hand on her husband’s lap and every time she giggled at something, she gave his package a squeeze. He loved this arrangement, and you could also tell how much pleasure he got when many of the hotel guests who were strolling by were totally unable to pull their eyes away from his wife’s incredible figure. The fascinating thing about Abigail, apart from the obvious animal sexuality she oozed from every pore, was the fact that she behaved in one way very much like a man. She.