There, there, he's coming girls! He's coming!{cheers and applause}Look! See, I told you. No erection at all! Just a soft little pee-pee. Balls no bi...gger or harder than overcooked brussell sprouts. And best of all hardly any come at all. Just a tiny little spill. Probably less than a thimbleful. No mess. And completely sterile. I've had it tested! Oh its quite wonderful. The next best thing to castration. My impotent little slave maid. He can't penetrate me. He can't even get hard. So how. Truly speaking from the very beginning, the day I got engaged with my wife Mukta was trying to get free with me. Initially I took those comments and her trying to get closer to me verbally lightly, assuming that being a Saali she is just trying to get friendlier with me, which usually happens in this relation, but very soon she started taking my attention. Couple of times she got herself clicked with me while standing very close to me, once while holding my arm and once while keeping her arm. ”The determined Domina stomped the accelerator and James held on for dear life as the car rocketed ahead.James’ boots crunched in the sand as they plodded ahead at a swift pace. They’d parked the car a short distance back under a rocky outcropping. The shade served to hide it and prevent the vehicle from melting into the sand. The sun beat down relentlessly as they marched through brown and red wasteland.“How far?” James asked, already perspiring profusely.“About a mile and half, straight. In the midst of all of this, a straight friend from the birthday boy’s past also makes an unexpected appearance. It was a quite a heavy drama but it did have a few lighter moments. I, however, was riveted by the film.I will refrain from relating the entire story, suffice to tell you about an anecdote that almost had me convulsing with mirth. One of the guys who arrived at the party had brought along a contributory dish. When one of the queens at the party bitchily said that she wouldn’t even.