Its cock came to life and prodded at my ass, which was mere inches in front of it. It bounced off my right ass cheek – it was so forceful – once, ...twice, then – PENETRATION.The flared head of the stallion’s cock found my flared asshole. The head pushed through the cum-covered opening and into my cum-soaked rectum. Two inches, then four, then eight. It slammed into the wall of my intestines before even half of the monster was inside of me. I screamed both in pleasure and pain as it withdrew and. "You love your husband deeply. He is dying; his fate is in my hands." He raised them; they looked pale and pink in front of his dark suit. Studying them as he flexed his fingers, he smiled."But of course, Mrs. Austin, you are a free woman and you have choices," he said. "You could decide against surgery. But then you'll have to live with a time bomb of your own creation, and your husband will be aware of that too. He'll know that every day could be his last, because you decided not to help him.. "I shook her hand and whispered, "I have to talk to you privately." Alright, we'll go right to my office first," she answered.And with that we walked out of the bathroom. She dismissed the Ensign andI sort of followed her to her office. We passed many men and I felt all oftheir eyes but at the same time I felt safe with her by my side and themsaluting her. I also felt afraid of what would happen when I told her thetruth but realized no matter what Sir had said I would have no choicehere.Once at. I was fine." I know. You told me but you weren't pregnant. What if you pitched forward and fell on the baby?" I could do that anywhere." Yes, my love, but a lot less likely when you're not in a tussocky field." You're serious, aren't you, my Hal?" Very." OK. I'll be a good girl." Thank you, my darling." Fusspot," she grinned and kissed him, "but my caring fusspot." Loving caring fusspot." Mm and I love you too." So," said Helen that evening as they gathered in the kitchen, "now you know it's a.