I add a third finger, pushing deep inside me I stifle a moan. One more yes one more finger, all four going deeply, slowly filling me as I imagine, his...cock, not my husbands but DeSean. Feeling it stuff me. Would it make me scream? Could I even take it? Touching places deep within that have never been touched by a cock. Whimpering I cum again, my fingers feeling another flood inside me. I finally fall asleep. The alarm clock blares, I reach over to turn it off. Oh, I am stiff from my work out. Luna explained that the house might be a bit small for that. She said this would be true if brothers or sisters arrived to keep her company. Tunie was even more thrilled by that prospect and started to ask when this might happen. The discussion that followed took the place of a bedtime story and Tunie dropped off to sleep dreaming about new visions of a future she had not previously thought about.When Luna came down stairs, Dudley was ensconced in one of the easy chairs in the office reading a. I went to your house that evening and I gave him an ultimatum; asked if he wanted to see you dead and your kids orphaned, threatened that, as Frank and I were their godparents, we’d make sure he never saw them again, told James if there was any human decency left in him, he would die so you could live. He had to find the courage before you came out of the hospital. I put the carrier bag containing the whiskey on his side table and left.Next morning, I went to your house before I collected you. Suddenly he pinched down hard and twisted. I screeched and my knees almost buckled. It wasn't as cruel as it sounds; he knows I have a kink toward nipple pain. But at that moment I was so ultra-sensitive that he stopped my breath. He released and stared at me, mildly confused and curious. His eyes searched, perhaps wondered, but didn't ask.He stepped forward into me, his strength and bulk forcing me back. Another step, and I had to retreat or stumble. A third, and the back of my legs were.