Episode 154: HITCH HIKER

12:00 PM! Epicenter Court, Nashville, Tennessee.

Mace Belmont heard the doorbell ring and froze with a spoon in his mouth. Eating cereal and watching TV he had totally lost track of time. With his aunt’s dog Rotten bolting for the front door wagging his cropped tail Mace had to use his foot to hold him back before opening the door. Knowing who it was he opened it just enough to confirm his suspicion. Right on time, even if he wasn’t ready.

“Hey, Kelly! Come on in.” He let her assist in controlling Rotten while he took his cereal bowl to the kitchen. “Different color band-aids today.” He mused over her micro bikini.

“I have quite a few colors. My master likes variety.” Both Masters! Dominic Black and Henry McKellen. There was room for more in her wardrobe if Mace was willing to donate.

“Awesome! Still doesn’t cover much.” He chuckled. “Hot as fuck today, isn’t it? Must be 100 degrees. The air conditioning doesn’t even feel cool when it gets this hot.” He wanted to say that it had to be because of her but tried to keep things civil, Kelly being his new best buddy’s mom. Well, one of his only friend’s here in Nashville.

“I laid out tanning in the yard earlier, but Knox was hovering from his balcony, so I only got maybe an hour in. I can tan while we wash your truck. It just might not be balanced.” She fluttered her fingers over her front then twisted to show off her backside. “I may need to work on my butt more. Sunbathing nude is becoming an issue with Knox acting as he did last night. Thank you again for defending me.” Crouching in the entryway she made over Rotten as well, “And thank you my bodyguard.” Let the licking commence. Praised as he was Rotten was all up on the bikini clad beauty. Her perfume alone made him want to devour her. Licking her chest, she flared her eyes but did not once look up at Mace for protection. The rambunctious tongue felt wonderful if not wrong in species. Deciding to see just how long Kelly might allow the 200-pound monster Rottweiler to clean her of perfume and suntan lotion she lost balance and leaned back against the wall. “Hard to tell how bad those tan lines are in this lighting.”

Peeling her extremely narrow bikini top from her chest at both boobs she shared her nipples with him and what little lines were visible. In response Rotten began licking even her exposed nipples. Not once did she blink over it being any inconvenience as her big, beautiful eyes peered up at Mace polishing off his cereal. “Can you see my lines?”

“Not for Rotten in the way.” He really should prevent the pooch from taunting her but something in him prevented doing that. He recalled last week when Tina Wiles had dropped by and Rotten becoming a tad overly friendly on the front porch. Tina was in a panic; Kelly here was calm as a cucumber. She hadn’t even covered up her nipples. “Roll over and let me check your tan lines in back.” Devious ploy Mace wanted to sense just how submissive Kelly truly was.

Her reaction led her to simply lay sideways on the cool stone tiles of the front foyer. Stretching out on her tummy she shared her perfect ass. Rotten remained a hungry pup licking her even during her transition, shoulders now her back and working his way down her spine. Mace still wasn’t ordering the family dog to stop. Burping loudly at first, he decided to take his bowl to the kitchen and rinse it. Dishwasher tossed he came back then found Rotten licking her ass cheeks. Using his bare foot, he hooked a toe beneath her bikini strings between her ass cheeks and examined any lighter shades of flesh. Rotten zeroed in on her butt pucker and Kelly actually lifted her ass higher.

“Yeah! One cheek is darker than the other.” Not really! “That’s enough bunbathing.” His foot now encouraged Rotten from drowning her in saliva. “Go use the powder room to wash up from that assault and batthery.” Like his aunt Piper he was creating new words for the dictionary.

Grabbing Rotten’s collar he led the pooch through the living room and out into the backyard pool. Kelly stood up and looked about discovery the tiny bathroom and cleaned up with the door wide open. A hand towel used with soft soap was her whore’s bath. Leaning on the door frame watching her he had to ask. “So that tongue lashing didn’t bother you?”

“Your dog is a male. My master forbids me to deny and man if he wants me. I suppose I am too obedient sometimes. While it was wrong, I know, I find attention impossible to resist. Does my loyalty upset you Sir?”

“No. I let him do that to you. If anyone should be upset, it’s you. I wanted to see just how much you would endure.”

“I would not have stopped him on my own if that is answer enough. Thank you though.”

“Yeah, let’s not allow that again. If he got too frisky with you, I might not be able to drag him off. No bestiality on my watch.”

“As you wish Sir.”

Time to change the subject! “I saw Mister McKellen leaving earlier so nobody’s home next door to question why you’re wearing a micro and helping me.”

“You are embarrassed of me?” She pouted as if disappointed.

“Oh, heck no! I just don’t want anybody getting the wrong idea about us. You’re my buddy’s mom and wearing so little they might think you’re trying to seduce me.”

“It is not up to me to care what others think Sir. My master does not allow me to care. I am an object of desire at all times under Dominic’s rule. Some days I don’t try as hard as others when my son is near, or his girlfriend. But when he’s in school I wear very little. I do take walks like we did yesterday wearing similar. I risk everything for my master.”

“I’m not complaining, you’re hot as heck.” He chuckled. “After what happened last night, I guess I worry about you Kel. Knox and his buddies had you touching yourself for their amusement. What if I hadn’t been there to help you? Daphne even ... we got lucky I think.”

“I am a big girl, Sir Mace.”

“Can you just call me Mace?”

“Of course!”

“Come on in and sit down. Let’s talk more before we go sweat our asses off.” He leads her into the living room, following him with a curious demeanor. This was the first time Kelly had been inside Piper’s house.

“Your aunt’s home is bigger than I thought.”

“Everything in this place is big.” He turns to face Kel at the sofa his sweats tented out. Her eyes lowering to witness his sudden increase she smiles warmly. Peering down at himself his eyes bulged, and he turned away quickly. “I meant the 80-inch TV. Shit! Sorry Mrs. Herbert.”

“No more of that.” She pointed at him as he glared over his shoulder. “A man must forever speak his thoughts and desires. You may let your dog back in. It is too hot outside.”

“I can’t help it. My dick has a mind of its own. Oh, okay if, you’re sure. He might lick you all over again.” She was prepared. Kelly paused him to do the deed herself. Shuffling around the sectional she slid the French door open letting Rotten hurry back inside. At first, he ran straight for the kitchen corner for his food and water dishes. Door closed; Kelly remained standing just as Mace settled back on the couch for an adjustment of his junk. While standing in front of Mace and toying with her bikini placement the pup came strolling back. Sniffing Kelly’s legs as she twisted her torso sideways to face toward Mace, Rotten tried nipping at her bikini strings until Mace swatted at him. Kelly’s attention however remained glued on Mace as if mesmerized.

“I was not embarrassed by your erection.” She smiled. “I was referring to your apologies. I know what an attractive woman wearing next to nothing does to a man very well. I’m honored you see me as something worthy of him.” Pinky point at his erection.

“I swear I’m trying not to think of you as anything other than Trav’s mom.”

“I am so much more than that Sir ... Mace. Yes, I am a mother but I’m also there for you.”

“Only because your man ... I mean master expects you to be.” He stretches out on the far end of the sofa and motions to her to sit. Instead of the couch she knelt on her knees between the sofa and coffee table. Rotten now chose to nibble at her bikini top strings. Mace just gave up and let him, hoping she might push the pup aside. “Why are you on your knees?”

“I am only allowed to sit on my own couch. The floor is my place when I am elsewhere.”

“Oh, maaan! That has to suck if you’re at a doctor’s office.”

“My gynecologist does not seem to mind.” She giggles. “I’m used to the stares. I’m just grateful I get to wear clothing when I go to other people’s homes. Please relax I can carry a conversation from the carpet just fine.” Rotten sniffing at her from behind does make her finally react to him but instead of scolding him she shifts to put her butt against the table and makes over the pup. “There is my hero. Thank you again for coming to my rescue last night.” She hugs Rotten then kisses his forehead, the dog loving the attention went into another licking fit. Fending the 200-pound pup off was harder than she envisioned but with a simple command from Mace of, “Lay down.”, the dog sulked and went into Piper’s bedroom. “Rotten ... not you.” Mace avoided her using his command for her own benefit.

“He was just excited by me.”

“Who isn’t?” He chuckled. “Head out of the gutter in a minute I swear.”

“Take your time.” She winked at him. “I have learned to enjoy living in gutters at the expense of testosterone.”

“Can you please sit up on the couch?” Shaking her head, no, he stared for a minute then decided on a bold move. “I SAID SIT ON THE COUCH.” Reluctant she carefully crawled up on to the couch cushions but still remained on her knees. Mace simply gave up. “How does Trav live around you like this?”

“In my home I’m allowed to live normally unless my master instructs me otherwise. Of late he seems to be making me show my slave side in front of Travis and I fear even Sable. I’m getting used to it, but it upsets my son. Dominic merely wants Travis to understand who we are. It used to bother me but honestly, even when my ex-husband was alive, I served him to a degree. Not as extreme as I do with Dominic but ... there were times.”

“So, what made you this way?”

“I made myself this way. I love being told what to do. To be taken as my master wants. I ... hope hearing that doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable.”

“I’ll live. I’m just trying to not drool.”

“I expect no less, please do. It is my job to make men want me.”

“So weird! I guess I’ve never really thought much about the BDSM lifestyle. I mean it could be fun, but I don’t know if I could order a woman around, at least not more than roleplay. The first time she told me no I’d give up.”

“You underestimate yourself Sir. I see a hidden strength in you. Training dogs as you have, displays your inner Alpha.”

“Maybe! How did you meet this, Dominic?”

“I was looking for work after I had been let go from my secretary job. I was owned by my boss, but he lost interest in me. He was much older. Strangely, I was too old for him it seemed. He prefers as they say barely legal, he at 58.”

“Sounds creepy.”

“As long as they are of age. At least I would hope so.”

“How old are you?”

“35. I had Travis at 17. Not quite legal but my late husband didn’t care. My parents wouldn’t have argued anyway. They were too into their own party stages.”

“They live in Nashville?”

“No. They moved to Florida after I first got married. My parents have only seen Travis twice ever. They pretty much wrote us off. Birthday cards at best. Trav at least gets a hundred dollar bill each year. I guess that is a blessing.”

“That’s tough. Finish how you met Dominic.”

“Well, I answered an ad at a massage parlor. Dominic’s sister Serafina owns it. I met Dominic when I applied.”

“So, you gave massages?”

“Yes. Well, to Dominic. Once I gave him one, he sent me home. I’ve never worked a day since. He pays all of my bills and feeds us.”

“You just have to obey everything he tells you.”

“Yes, one hundred percent, but I would have still done that even if I were allowed to work.”

“I bet you would have made bank as a masseuse, as hot as you are.”

“I agree.” She giggled. “Once my master broke me out of the few remaining pieces to my shell, I now say no to nothing. I refuse to.”

“Yeah, that order he gave is going to get you into trouble. I heard you tell Knox that Dom told you never to obey him. You saw how he manipulated that by having his thugs bark orders. You need to tell Dom about...”

“NO!” She raised her voice then lowered her gaze out of shame.

“Why not?”

“I don’t want him to hurt anyone. Should he get into trouble I would lose everything. Dom is extremely strong and very temperamental.”

“Is that why you have all those tiny little pin pricks all over your otherwise perfect body?”

“He meant well. We had sex on a bed of rose stems, thorns intact.”

“Owwww! Damn, Mrs. Herbert.”

“Sir? My name is Kelly. Slut if you so choose to refer to me. Any assortment of obvious nicknames I will embrace.”

“Respect sorry! I slip back and forth.”

“Please do not respect me. I only exist for my son and my master.” Masters! “His will my life.” Theirs!

“So, you’d literally...” He couldn’t think of any real example. She ran the neighborhood naked with him just last night. He put her on a leash just for laughs and she accepted it willingly.

“Yes.”

“I didn’t finish...”

“Yes.” She smiled.

“Wow! So, anything?”

“Yes. Test me if you like.”

“You’re Trav’s mom.” He laughed. “Bad enough I took you streaking on a dog leash. All heck will hit the fan if Knox tells Travis. It’s going to be all I can do to look Trav in the eye now.” Between Kelly and having sexually toyed with her son’s girlfriend Sable, he felt shitty all around, but in Kelly’s case ... not that crappy.

“I count on you to not tell my son what I did, with you ... or Knox Hardecker’s friends. Please Sir?”

“I can’t tell Trav I don’t want to lose his friendship. It’s crazy, back in Atlanta if I’d met a kid like Trav I’d have probably treated him shitty like Hardecker, well, not quite as shitty but he’s too geeky for me. But somehow I ... he’s not so bad.”

“Thank you for being there for him. He refuses Dominic’s help, but you are asking Daphne to train him ... I think he will listen to you.”

“Well, like I said all I need to tell him is hot pants and crop top and he’s going to say let’s go.”

“Daphne might not always dress that way. But whatever helps my son be a man I will be thankful.”

“Right! So ... you made a friend too. You should go hang out with Daphne sometime.”

“I plan to drop by over the next week or two and thank her again. I just need to know Dominic’s schedule. I must be there for him above all else.” Save for Henry McKellen when he chose to apply authority. She hadn’t considered Henry as a source to vent her worry over Knox Hardecker. It was better she didn’t tell even he, seeing as he was now friends with Dominic. For now!

Repositioning in front of Kelly as they talked, she noted his discomfort. His dick huge was definitely agony. This was what her master expected, it made her very happy inside, yet sad that he was hurting.

“Sir ... Mace?”

“Yeah?”

“Would you like me to relieve the pressure?”

“Pressure?”

“If you wish to do it yourself, I’ll go get what we need to wash your truck ready.” She points at his behemoth erection.

“Jack off? I might have too here soon. Can I be blunt?”

“I have no say in that.”

“Part of me wants to fuck the shit out of you, the other part of me respects Trav. It’s like that whole Angel and Devil on the shoulders thing.” Except he saw Dakota McKellen as the Devil and Sable as the Angel. It was blurry considered they were identical twins.

“I cannot tell you no should you choose to take me. I leave that up to you. To be frank I would be honored.”

“You’d actually fuck me?”

“As I said it would be a great honor Sir. I would do my very best to make it memorable.”

“Grrrrrr!” He struggled rocking back and forth hiding his erection. “Let’s go wash my truck so I can calm down.” He jumped up and moved around the coffee table. “Garage door is this way. Everything we need is out there.” Following him they opened the exterior door letting the sunlight kick the glooms ass. Bucket and soap ready he took it outside to the side of the house where a hose was rolled up hanging on the siding. Spotting their ladder in between yards Mace quickly hauled it back indoors. The McKellen’s used Piper’s step ladder to climb their bedroom balcony when they were locked out by their daughters. Once that mission was taken care of, he returned to uncurl the hose filling the bucket with water and soap.

Squirting her she yelped like a young girl and ran about trying to avoid the cold water. “FREEZE!” He ordered. Stopping on a dime he let her have it full blast as she gnashed her teeth and accepted the shock to her system. In firing at her chest, her thin bikini top side shifted off of her left nipple exposing itself. Targeting her right cup holder, it too drifted aside until both stood revealed, the cold water spiked those perfect nipples as hard as they could possibly get.

“Fuck your tits are incredible.”

“Thank you, Sir.” He was done correcting her into just calling him Mace. Sir it was!

Looking around the neighborhood he knew Henry was still gone, leaving roughly ten minutes prior to Kelly showing up. Not a soul in sight he let his dick get cocky. “Test you, huh?”

“Please do.”

“Lose the bikini and your shoes. Barefoot and beautiful.” He nodded. Without even a compliant “Yes, Sir!” she undid her bikini and threw it on the grass, shoes kicked off Kelly Herbert stood naked in the yard shivering. A few more shots of water to excite her he walked around her dragging the hose. “Bring the bucket. Sponge is inside. I’ll rinse, you scrub.”

Obedient she plucked up the bucket and just jumped right in as he sprayed the truck exterior to get her started. Just sitting back watching her bend, crouch, and stretch his dick just couldn’t handle it anymore. Pausing to sit the hose down he kicked off his own shoes then removed his useless cut off sweats. Tank top gone he joined her in nudity. Admiring his handsome cock without compliment she continued washing the driver’s side door, his reflection like a mirror in the wet metal. Mace Belmont stood behind her massaging his dick. Off in thought he studied her clam as she bent forward, then her cute butt pucker. For 35 she looked 25. In a sense she masked her true age as much as Josie McKellen. Thinking of Josie only made him throttle his cock harder.

“Couple more days I’m going to fuck Josie.” His thoughts drifted elsewhere, “If her hotel date does as she wants, I will be that random lover if I have to buy out anybody else up for the job. Luckily her Coach didn’t meet me up close to know me at the football game. Nobody introduced us so I’m counting on pulling one over on the guy. Fingers crossed I’ll be hitting MILF McKellen. I’m sooo going to make her beg for mercy and her not even know it’s me.”

With Kelly moving to the rear tire, she squatted down at the side allowing Mace to get a good look up between her thighs. Explorative eyes see that brilliant pink pussy, her hole appearing as if breathing while she scrubbed the rim. “Fuck me! Why does she have to be Trav’s mom? Fucking her would be amazing. She almost rivals Aunt Piper and that is saying something. Look away Mace, look away! Still on the fence! No ... look the other way! Ugh! You’re hopeless Belmont.” Jekyll and Hyde!

Catching him standing to her left staring directly between her legs she widens her vantage point, knees as far apart as they could get in her squat without falling backwards. Noting her gift straightened Mace up a bit and he tried to focus on the job at hand. Not his penis this time, but in actually washing his truck. Sweat building up on him he shot himself in the face just to cool off. Tempted to rain down on Kelly as well he realized the glossy shine her body was developing. With her already golden tan the slick glare added to her already stunning beauty. Fine tan lines at their worst were gradually going away.

“Let’s see if her whole body gets that glossy. Fuck it’s like she’s wearing baby oil. That’s such a turn on.” He moved behind her with his hose to begin spraying down the tailgate and chrome bumper. While back here he had his right hand back to beating off. At his angle he could see her bare ass in all of its deep crevice thrill. Now being behind her she closed her knees and reached up under the fender well to get the interior rock prevention shield he had added when buying the truck. This meant she had to hold the tire while bending forward and within. Her ass cheeks splitting from their earlier clench her pucker sought out his appeal, along with her clam dividing as if speaking in hopeful tongues. She knew very well what her actions were doing. Kelly Herbert had mastered her craft of forced desire. She couldn’t resist it. Being a home body, it was not often she had this chance to stretch her imagination, so she was going all out.

“Want to trade? I bet your back is hurting down there like that.” He released his beast trying to save his ejaculation from being so obvious.

Standing up she faced him and did stretch vividly, her large breasts poised high, that sweaty shine sharing a glaze. “Would your aunt have any suntan lotion? I can feel my body baking.” The balance of tone was evening out.

“Shit! It never even occurred to me. Yeah, I’m getting red too. Let’s take a short break and go get a drink. I know Piper has all kinds of oils.” One he shared with Dakota McKellen just yesterday along with candle wax. Shake it off! Too many gorgeous women in his head he was going to make a very bad mistake around Kelly.

Dropping the hose, he ventured toward the edge of the garage to shut off the water until they returned, the hose leaking if not. Peering out over the yards between his home and the McKellen’s he noticed Knox Hardecker and his buddies who must have recently dropped back over, all of them expelled from school. They were looking his way so at some point they must have seen Kelly. Yep! Right behind him in all of her glory. A string of cellphones poised their way Mace jumped in front of Kelly.

“Shit! Hardecker and his posse are recording you over here naked. Me too!” He realized, “We don’t need them seeing this and showing Travis or worse Dominic.”

“One of them filmed me masturbating on the sidewalk near Daphne’s while you were fighting Knox.”

“WHAT? Why didn’t you say something? Kel, you know as well as I do, he’s going to abuse that footage any way he has to. You have to warn this Dominic before they get to him.”

“They fear him. I don’t think they would approach Dominic. Besides it incriminates them, and he would...” She shivers with a lowered gaze. “I don’t want anyone in the hospital, or Dominic in jail. I will survive this Sir. Thank you for worrying about me but I am quite resilient.”

“You have to promise me you will tell me if they do anything to hurt you. At least I can be there for you. I guess it’s Trav I worry about. If he finds out those douchebags are fucking with you again, he’s going to do something just as stupid. Heck even he could go to jail. Maybe you should have a talk with Hardecker’s dad the lawyer.”

“He has much on his plate between work and dating Svetlana.”

“I’ve heard that name from Sable. Russian friend of Mr. McKellen?”

“Yes. She is the roommate to Henry’s co-worker Tessa.”

“Tessa is cool. Wonder why I haven’t met this Svetlana yet?”

“In time, I am sure. May we get our drink and suntan lotion?” Her entire body was glistening now, her blond hair stringy from sweat.

“I’d say take a dip in the pool but that’d mean more video. Maybe you should wear one of my shirts to cover up.”

“Sir? I would if you made me, but I prefer to go without.”

“You know I’d be up for skin I just ... I’m being protective.”

“Thank you, but no need. You must do what your desires tell you. Not your subconscious.”

“Come on.”

“I hope so.” Right over his head! Not from it!

Going back inside the house where it was cool her gloss faded quickly. A bottle of water each guzzled, Mace left Kelly in the living room. While he was away, she went to the French doors leading to the pool and stood there right where Knox and his buddies could see her. Her Master encouraging her to flaunt it at all times so deeply engrained into her she felt right about letting them see. Recorded or not! Strangely it was Kelly’s first realization that Piper Cherry had no curtains or drapes anywhere. Interesting! How did she never notice before today even from her own home looking out at Piper’s house?

“Kel? You’re only making it worse by standing there where they can see you.”

“I understand that Sir. I do what I must.”

“Fuck! This is all going to go bad. Bad, BAD!”

“I will be fine. Would you like me to apply lotion?”

“Would you like me to apply lotion?” He chuckled. Meant for her.

“I would be grateful if you did not miss a single spot Sir.”

“Uhh? Same here?”

“Shall we go back outside to do this?”

“You want to show off, don’t you?”

“It is my destiny.”

“Follow me MILF MADE!” Yeesh! That was more of a Piper jest. Leading her back outside to the front yard out of sight of Hardecker he set out applying suntan lotion to her back first. Shoulders, arms, down to her ass. Slowing at her cheeks Mace huffed. “Everywhere?”

“Please!”

“Okay!” He slid his lotion hand between her butt crevice and rubbed her shaded areas, his thumb tickling across her butt pucker time after time. Enjoying the sensation, she reached behind her and pried her cheeks wider to offer a vivid wink. Coated well he moved down to her legs. This was all dead center of Piper’s front yard, still not a soul in sight. If not for Hardecker’s band of merry maniacs, this would have been less stressful. At least where they stood now the assholes couldn’t see them from Hardecker’s balcony.

Standing up he turned Kelly to face him and worked his way over her chest, including beneath both of her mounds. Taunting her nipples, she smiled sheepishly. “Do they pleasure you, Sir?”

“Too much.” He grits his teeth. “This is so wrong.”

“Is it? I find it thrilling.”

“I keep hearing that old song Stacy’s Mom by Fountains of Wayne, only I change the words to Travy’s Mom.” He chuckled. “Do I love doing this to you? Heck yeah! It just eats at me.”

“Would you rather eat at me?”

“Don’t do that.” He blushed. “I can’t go that far Mrs. Herb ... Kelly.”

“If you change your mind, you know I would let you. I must!”

“Yes, but that’s only because of Dominic’s fucked up orders. If you were thinking on your own, you wouldn’t want this.”

“You underestimate me, Sir. You are very handsome.”

“Yeah but come on I’m 19 you’re 35.” Almost as bad as the age gap between he and Josie McKellen once he took her this coming Wednesday ... hopefully that is. Josie was 32 almost 33. “I think we should just keep things a tad more innocent. Massage sure. Touching ourselves around one another maybe. You know I was jerking off behind you right, only under my sweats. Well, until I ditched those and started again.”

“I was quite aware.” She beguiled him with a caress to his chin. Sighing he knelt down in front of her to lotion her belly and hips, leading of course into bikini area. Sliding greasy fingers over her thin landing strip all he really had left was Kitty Central. Taking a deep breath, he rubbed her pussy. A nibble to her lower lip she watched him study the area, feeling his fingers guide her labia about and tenderly massaging her clit. Faint moans heard she mumbled, “That feels wonderful Sir.” FUCK!

“Okay! Do me!” He jumped up fearing his appetite. The more he eyed that glorious cunt the more he wanted to dive right in. He needed to take a detour or dine. Detour it was! With his tank top off and flung to the grass earlier he was ready to let her lotion his back and shoulders, finding the order of approach similar to her arrangement of flesh. Unexpectedly however in her kneeling behind him to lotion his calves she coyly caressed her cheek on his butt.

Spreading lotion over his ass cheeks with her face he had to chuckle. Leaning forward he did like she had and pried his butt apart and let her apply lotion to his own pucker, tickling the silky soft area between pucker and scrotum. At his balls she rubbed them very softly, no grip, merely glazing them up and under, between his thighs. Mace Belmont dropped his jaw as he faced the street, dick raging at literally the entrance to Hooters Crossing. Anybody coming into the housing division would see them. Pretty nerve racking but erotic as hell.