Her pussy was tight. I was half way down into it. Soon she regained her ecstasy and started enjoying the kiss when I again gave another hard push. My ...ick ripped through her inner pussy walls. She clutched me hard and dug her nails on my back, her eyes wide open. She knew she can’t scream. I was completely inside her. I felt I was in heaven. I closed my eyes and started kissing her. This was a feeling that I had never experienced with any of my past partners.She was tighter than I expected, and. A week later she had to cut back to working less than half time at Children's. It was the first time I saw her cry about her condition, not for herself but for the kids she wouldn't be able to spend time helping.A week later she began to swell up, looking more like the Michelin Man than the woman I'd come to love. Seeing her like that was when I first thought I might love her. Not like I'd loved Lorelei, but more than I could ever love anyone else. I took her to the hospital that night and I. As I sucked it all I though about was all that thick meat hanging over it I took it down my throat as far as I could clamped my lips around it and pulled out slowly pulling the meaty skin with it. I pulled off it seeing that skin again hanging over the head I quickly took just the skin in my mouth and sucked it and nibbled on it a little. After a moment or two he reached down and pulled it away then pulled back the skin and drove the head in my mouth “suck it slut” he ordered and I went to. He grabbed my face and held it upwards, with a barked command to drink. Too terrified to argue, I started licking my own face as best I could, catching it as it dribbled down my face. Eventually I was able to open my eyes and I came face-to-face with the camera that had been filming me. I jumped and just then a moist towel was clamped onto my face and darkness fell again. I woke up some hours later, tied to the chair again and this time, my room was lit and there was a television in front of.