" They musthave used my fingerprint to open my phone. Goddamn it!I clicked play, and my own face popped up, grinning. "Hiiii," the videome said in a t...one that made me want to punch myself. "Want to see whatI've been up to?"My mouth dropped open as I stared at the copy of me, waving out from thevideo. It wasn't a copy of me at all, it was what my body had been doingless than an hour ago. Such a weird disconnect -- that was me. That's myface. This voice said those things.And I didn't know what. I stood up and took off my dress. I bent over in front of her. “Mmmmmmm,” she said, “he really gave you a fucking.” She rubbed a finger around my anus and then poked it inside me. “Wow you are stretched out like a little whore.” She then started to finger fuck me. After Chad’s cock, her finger felt loose inside me. As she was rubbing my prostrate I realized that despite my night of sex I had not cum myself. My cock was very hard and straining for release. My wife noticed this and asked if I. He kissed her lightly and waited with her as she would pee and stop. Pee and stop as she worked through the stinging sensation.Then Bob had an idea. "Spread your legs wide and then spread yourself apart down there."Let the pee come right out of your pee hole."Then it shouldn't back up into your vagina and sting you. Your lips down there are holding your pee in."Doing as he suggested, Mandy let her legs go wide, causing her hips to move forward, coincidentally, giving Bob a great view of her. A look of fear filled his eyes as tears began to puddle up in the corners. "That's right boy, they lost their hand, and since we aren't sure which hand you used to take my precious figurine, which by the way was a gift from a lover. I suppose we'll have to take both of those nasty little hands off. A pity too, it's such a long walk back to town, at least with one good hand you could try to stop the bleeding, but with no hands, well that might be a bit difficult." Tears were flowing down Darrens.