Wife, he calls her. It was his wife. This must be what the landwalkers call their mates. Man, I also caught, he calls himself a man. And he misses his... wife.Now I understood, and pitied this creature -- this man -- whose loss was so like my own. And I understood why I felt the deep connection I did. Perhaps the gods had brought us together for a reason... ... I must have sat like that for several minutes, oblivious, when I realized that something was gently nudging me. Opening my eyes, I found. “Put that condom on and and fuck me hard!” “Shut your fucking mouth you worthless faggot!” I commanded him, as I guided my swollen mushroom cock-head to the entrance of his lubed up asshole, my balls and entire cock tingling with excitement and lust.As I forced my cock head into his asshole, I could feel it push past his resistance, at which point I shoved the rest of my cock all the way inside his ass, my balls swinging low touched his as we were fully connected.Taking his hips in my hands, I. As she walked up the stairs, right before she disappeared, I swear I saw her lick her fingers clean. After she came back, we both just sat on the couch.“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to do that too you,” I said to her, when in reality it was one of the best experiences of my life. “Its ok, I’ve always wanted to see a boy cum,” she said catching me of guard. “In fact, I really been wanting to touch you there for a while now, I think your really cute. I’m sorry if it hurt in the beginning.” I just. The pain didn't bother her as much as the intense desire. She came. Over and over. The orgasms wouldn't stop. She thought she would lose her mind. It occurred to her that she probably already had. Why else would she have put herself in this situation. The beating stopped. Something was rubbed on her cunt, inside and out , on her clit and asshole. Her cuntlips still held wide open by the clips. If she had been in her right mind she might have wondered how but she wasn't and didn't. .