She made sure that she was going slowly enough that I got plenty of pain and felt her cut through each component of the cord that attached my testicle.... She then held it up and examined it.“Good news! No testicular cancer!”She dropped the testicle, my testicle in a tray with a thud.“Now the other one.”She repeated the procedure on my left side.“Should we save them for you in some formaldehyde?”I tried to tell them to save them, but with the gag, they couldn't understand what I was trying to. They have quite a few viewing booths; some are singles with glory holes.Last night, the traffic was light and I was early in getting home, so I stopped by the store to see what action was taking place.There were the usual customers, either going in and out of the g/h booths or waiting for one to become available. I slipped into the end one, which is my favorite (largest of the glory holes) and waited. Within moments the next booth was occupied, but the guy just sat there watching the holes on. 

I whimpered assent, “Yes, Master.”I leant over, undoing his flies. I reached into his boxer shorts; he shifted his position as I took hold of his stiffening cock. I kissed the tip, and as he sighed with pleasure, I sank my mouth down over it, feeling its warm hardness sliding between my lips into my warm hot mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, my bunches tapping against the back of my neck, sucking gently rubbing its length with my hand. 

Joe hissed with pleasure as I blew his cock, “Yes,. ” the girl said.“Sorry, what can I get you miss?” Kirsten asked, her voice only slightly betraying her embarrassment. The girl ran her fingers through her thick hair, throwing it to one side, and then cleared her throat “Can I get a tall latte with whipped cream on top?” she asked, her voice soft and very sexy.Kirsten cashed her out, and then turned to draw her drink. The coffee shop was filling up now as more people started coming in out of the rain, and Jonathan and Ashley had come back from.