Laughing I said, I know, tell me about it!I admitted to her, that I have been fucking other guys with big cocks for as long as I can remember. She rep...lied, can't say I blame you. I replied, having gotten used to having hot sex with big cocks, there's no way I could go ever go back to my husband's tiny little dick. She replied I see that, good for you.Then she showed me the surgical tool that's used for this kind of surgical procedure, she explained it to me, it's a high-temperature Cautery with. " Her smile turned into a feral grin. "I'm going into your bedroom, and I'm going to lay on your bed. All you have to do to live is resist temptation. Stay here, and sleep, or masturbate, or whatever you want until dawn, but if you come to me, if you lay with me one more time, I'll kill you. A brief, bloody brutal death as you reach the last, but most powerful climax of your life." I knew it was wrong, twisted and evil, but her words only stirred me more, and a moan of desire passed my lips.. You even slip off your shoe and run your foot up against my leg and onto my groin in an attempt to tease me. My cock begins to stiffen, and I imagine how your soft, pretty feet would feel directly on it. As we gaze into each other’s eyes, the cute waitress checks up on us to see how we're doing. She has a slight suspicion that we're up to something naughty, and she briefly shifts her eyes between us with a knowing smile on her face. After we ask for the check, thoughts to come to our minds as. I moved to the front door and heard voices talking loudly about ‘fucking him up real good’ ‘having fun with the two bitches’ ‘show them who’s boss’. It was the two dumbasses from before plus one. This time they had guns, blondie had a shotgun cut down no shoulder stock and short barrel; blackie had an automatic pistol a Glock maybe; the new guy who was maybe 5’’5 and 100 lbs. Skinny was bald wearing a white tank-top and leather pants? Also had Neo-Nazi tattoos on his arms and neck. It was.