There he was shoveling the snow out of the way of the barn. ‘Hello, what are you doing?’ ‘Just trying to keep ahead of the snow as it melts, it...��s warmed up a bit it’s starting to melt.’ ‘Wonderful, would you like some lunch?’ ‘Sounds great, I’ll finish up here.’ ‘Okay.’ She set about making some sandwiches out the bacon that was cooked this morning that set her stomach off. A baby, she reached down and rubbed her stomach. The thought now eased her mind, she was already in love with his child. ?Tell me!??It hurts. It suddenly became much moreintense.? I took a deep breath. ?I can also feel it in my belly ?it?s as if someone?s trying to pull my testicle away from my body.??Anything else???I don?t know ... it?s hard to concentrate. It hurts.??I know it hurts. Concentrate!?I tried. ?There?s a tension, a tighteningfeeling in my ass ... my rectum.?Mark wrote everything down in his pocketbook. Then he turned the screw again. I involuntarily arched my back andtried to brace myself,. Yes, I was sore the next morning, but with TK to help me, I was able to get around well enough. Not having to eat or to piss was sure a big help. I think that the soreness in my pussy was a Godsend because it forced us to break away from what was becoming addicting. Those mutual orgasms were something that we were going to experience as often as possible. I was now able to control my body to the point that I no longer had periods. I planned to return to them when I was ready to become. I was tempted to reach down and finish the job with my own fingers.But, really, I wanted him to penetrate me more deeply. Looking at Don’ reflection in my mirror, I begged shamelessly, “Don, I need your fingers inside of me. Please, finger me. Please.” Don smiled and nodded. He removed his hand from my vagina and untied one of the knots at my hip, causing the front and back of my briefs to fall apart. I opened my legs and I allowed the bikini to fall to the floor. The last remaining barrier had.