.for now, atleast until we sort this out."I put sugar and milk in my coffee, stirred it, but I couldn't pick thecup up. My hands were shaking so much ...I would have spilled it. Funny. Ihad carried the cups over to the counter all right. I suppose I couldfeel crunch-time coming."OK, tell me again why you didn't tell me all this before we gotmarried." Oh, Cathy, you can't imagine the shame and guilt that goes with this.I've hidden it for years, all through school and afterwards. I movedinto my own. .finally, Sam's body fell limp against him. "Not yet girlie," He rasped, on the edge of his own impending orgasm, "we're going to make this good for you hubby over there." He rolled Sam onto her back and held each leg up with a hand under each knee. He plunged into her another five or six times before he pulled his giant phallus all of the way out of my wife's sopping vagina. His first, powerful jet of semen erupted straight into Sam's gaping hole."No, No Baby, inside me, inside me," Sam. "The rest are located in our other herds."Scott looked out at the grazing cows."I guess it beats prison, or living in fear all the time," said Scott.Mark drove up in an old jeep and parked next to them. He stepped out ofthe jeep and walked over to the van."Scott, I have a question for you, do you recognize the man in thisphoto?" he asked.Scott looked at the photo and nodded."He was one of the physical therapists. I think his name is Howard, hewas a bit of a jerk," replied Scott. "Why do you. It was a great sodomy. Started there, cheeks against the hard wood, went everywhere, from all angles, ended with it bent over the bed pounding away as hard as I could while its screamed and wailed and cried, just a totally brutal act of unlubed sodomy on a chick that was already broken by the cunt whipping. Ten, twenty minute hard fucking. Hands yanking on its hair, strangling its neck, I fucked the bitch so hard that, even though it had enema’d earlier in the day, when I finally yanked out and.