I will be staying out most nights from now on. Divorce me if you want, good night.” I lay on the couch sulking, hurt and humiliated. I was away on ...nother planet, all this swirling around in my head. “How could she have done that to me?” I asked myself. A buzzing sound from my bedroom startled me. “Fuck me,” that was the sound of her vibrator. I started to feel better about myself. “See even that good looking guy, the one with the nice tasty big dick, could not satisfy her,” I told myself.. "What do you mean, you’ve tried?" I asked, now concerned."Well, you know, I’ve dated three different guys. They all wanted me to do that and more. Ted, my first boyfriend kept on begging and begging, but I wouldn’t do it. I rubbed his boner over his pants, but that was it. He broke up with me, because I wouldn’t do it for him."Then there was Johnnie. I finally decided that I’d try it, because he told me he would break up with me unless I did it. So, I tried, but when I… You know… Put my hand on. And then - quite simply - we snap."Oh God, baby, fuck me! Fuck me!" And I do, pounding into you hard, splitting your pussy wide, driving in deep, taking you. You thrust forward to meet me, taking my cock, wanting more, more! "Oh, harder, baby! Fuck me hard, fuck my little pussy!" Your body is covered with a light sheen of sweat and you look beautiful, fucking me, taking me, letting the beast loose to devour. I ram into you - hard, rough, ruthless - and you respond, wailing, a long ululating. We use a seat riser for the toilet pan and I have a shower seat that you can sit on for your shower, we can remove the shower head and fit a hand held spray. I've also brought some plastic leggings to protect your casts while you are showering." That sounds great Sister, I'm looking forward to having a shower, no one has said it, but I know I'm a bit on the nose." I think that under the circumstance it's quite understandable. Can we have a look at your chest? The plaster can be very irritating.