Still damp from Dominique’s lips and tongue, it pouted at me inviting me to long to be swallowed by its ravenous hunger. Village sex Suck that fucking monster-prick.”
I lowered my head and did what I had been so often tempted to do but had always resisted because I knew that the punishment would be castration. Ra’fah turned from the view of the garden to watch her lover bring herself to orgasm with a business report on their partnership. She wanted to see my final reaction to her announcement. Dominique and I had already booked a hotel on the Internet and were just discussing how to get there when a woman approached us. Ra’fah smiled, her white teeth showing like a flash of sunshine against the deep darkness of her skin. My straining prick bore the scars of punishment and surgery that had been forgotten in the miasma of my excitement. The operation is tomorrow and then poor little
