Willie
The warm water feels good, but I stand with trepidation as Peetie soaps my entire body and then swaths a soft washcloth everywhere. He kneels to cleanse my testicles with particular attentiveness and affection and closely inspects the plastic lock tightly holding closed my foreskin. He toys, fascinated with the fact that my flaccid p***s can move about. His is immobile but for the fact that the p***s head bobs about just at his navel.
Then the water is turned off and as I obediently stand hands on head, I close my eyes. I know it to be time for my morning challenge and the mental fortitude requires much concentration.
Peetie kneels and begins his daily oral offering, licking my overly plump scrotum with zeal. After caressing the entire surface with his tongue, his fingers work to
