“I'm sorry,” she pouted. “I know I said I like him. I really do like him... but why would you bring him here?”“Oh, c'mon Ains. You like him ...and he likes you. Do I have to draw you a picture?" She knows what I'm saying. She looks away, trying to figure out what she really wants, slowly forming her thoughts. She knows my fantasies for her. We've played with them in the bedroom and pillow talked them over and over. But nothing had ever happened.“So what do you really want?” she says, exasperated.. As Gary played with his cock thinking to give him a good blowjob, the guy asked him to get around to his cubicle fast for much better fun. As Gary quickly held his clothes and came out of the stall, the men at the urinal had turned a little bit and Gary saw one of the largest cock on one of the white young men. The mature guy and the other young guy had their hands around this humongous cock and still a good length was jutting past their fists.Gary got to the man, in the stall inviting him to. Why do you keep doing it?” He just laughed and said, “Wassup with you guys?” Maria told him that I was single now and that I'd find someone better and before she could say anything else Danny said, “If I liked dudes, I'd fuck you, ‘cause you have a nice ass.” Both Maria and I looked at each other in shock not knowing what to say. So we just laughed it off.A few weeks later we had a bonfire in the back for Maria's sister birthday. After a couple of hours of drinking and goofing around people. Mother takesone of our empty coffee cups and places it in front of my chastitycage. I squirt my sissy cream into the receptacle. (Any port in astorm, mother prefers using a special crystal chalice, an antique ofcourse, that she keeps on the mantle, it's very ornate, always ondisplay (I mean everyone know what its used for), and such a Tchotchkeis a fixture in almost every matriarchal homes, for example, Hepzibah'snow 'moot' crystal champagne flute, remains next to my chalice. Whensissies get.