It was the 11th two days after the test. And it a little after 10:00 a.m. And the evil spirits were awakening me. I could hear them buzzing the buzzer... on my apartment door. I rolled out in my underwear; well, it covered me well enough to allow me to be semi-decent as I wheeled myself to the front door to hurl insults at the visitors from the nether-world!I forced the door open fast and furious and angrily. “Ian?” I said. He’d literally startled me.“May I come in?” he said.“No,” I said, and. Then shetook the finger out and laved it with her tongue, depositing a gobof saliva on it for him to use. Bobby moved the hand to his behindand was just ready to insert his finger when Norma said, "Wait.Turn sideways, Bobby, so I can see you sticking your finger in yourrectum. I want to watch it all, OK." Sure," he said, turning to his right so his mother had a view ofnot only his finger ready to penetrate his ass, but she could alsosee his cock sticking straight out in front of him and his. What you don't understand is how I feel and how bad it hurts. You know what she did to me. You know what I did to her. But have you ever really tried to think about what it feels like? If you did, then you would see that I didn't deserve what she dished out." Now, I'm trying to move on. I want to stay in touch with you and Mark. But if this is what I can expect when I come to visit or call, then tell me now. I won't bother. We all have a divine human right to strive to be happy. If I have to. Fu-uuuuck, oh that feels so good, don't stop,don't stop .."His eyes never left mine as he pounded me, ignoring the complainingsqueaks of the mattress, my squeals and urgings, my long paintedfingernails raking his back, everything except my gaze. It took an effortof will not to close my eyes, but I wanted to see my husband - myhusband! - as he took me for the first time in our married life, and forhim to see what it meant to me.And now his thrusts were becoming even harder and deeper, if that.