“Was it good?” I asked. “Yep, but mostly ‘cause it was so naughty.” She replied. “So did he do anything else?” I asked. “No, I guess I... didn’t expect him to, I knew he was just using me to get himself off” she answered. “Didn’t he say anything?” I asked. “He whispered in my ear a lot” she replied blushing slightly. “What?” I asked. “He just groaned and said dirty bitch, that he was going to empty his balls in me, stuff like that” she answered. “Did he?” I asked. “Yep, he was really quick” she. I saw two guys jump out of the truck and open the rear of the truck. They grabbed a rather large box and began walking it up to the front door. I couldn’t image what my wife had ordered but I soon realized that the guy in the rear was the same guy who’s dick I had sucked a couple of weeks ago. I had only wished that I could shrink and disappear but that fantasy was instantly erased by the knock on the door and the shit-eating grinning on his face. I went to the front door and opened it up. . I knew that underneath her jeans, was 9 inches of rock hard, strap on that she was going to use on me when we got home. While she drove, I slowly kissed her neck and began to caress and fondle the bulge in her jeans as I did. She smiled while I did this and I could tell she was looking forward to what was ahead. Continuing to drive, she was visibility becoming turned on as I stroked the strap on she was wearing under her jeans. I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and reached inside of her. ‘You have many questions.’ The young man said. ‘All will be answered in good time. In view of what you have just endured you deserve some answers—now.’ The young man went on, still smiling calmly. ‘You may share these events—or not—some will believe, many will doubt—or worse.’ The young man continued. ‘I am not an angel. Your sweet child—the only one you will ever have, sadly—has angels that watch her—have always watched her. It is those angels that brought me here. Amanda has a very special.