Mind made up, I ridiculed my husband inside my head, he was a CUCK and would stand aside as these men gratified themselves in my holes, Oh God I crave... them as my hand rested on the handle and turned it a little, quietly and stealthily, feeling it come to a halt and the door give way a little, only stopping as it hit my toe, the crack was visible, it was open and my heart pounded, as the waft of cooler air came through and the men were now within range.I slowly let the handle return to its. The old man's wife must have followed me, the compromising photographs of me and men in the minivan which the old cunt showed me yesterday could have only come from someone who knew and had followed me.Fuck I felt stupid and now worried about what was going to happen today. I knew the daughters were safe at my mums' but tied up and the prospect that old bitch coming over later filled me with dread. The sun warmed the outhouse up, the piss evaporated, the tee-shirt shank of sweat, my pussy lips. That seems huge to me.Wed- Terri called and asked me to come to her office, but to use the private entrance in the back. She had the blood tests results back. All of my normal functions were good, but I did have low T and a slightly elevated estrogen level. Hence the gynecomastia. She had me sign some papers about the treatment. She also had made me an appointment with a doctor friend of hers to do a check-up before we started. I was to see her the next day.Thurs- I went to see DR. Glenda (last. And yet there came a point when her body overruled her mind, and that emptiness must be directly filled…. It was then that she weakened, and I slipped out of her mouth and pushed her almost violently so that she fell over backwards, and I followed her like a sycamore collapsing on its own shadow, given no other option by the lumberjack. ‘Huh-huh huh-huh huh-huh’: we were loudly panting until each exhale-inhale heaved with vocal vibration. I slipped into her, wet and warm, and shoved the sword.