Since it was my wedding I was exempted from the housework, to sit with the guests and take part in the drinking and talking. Tim was there with Dad, M...rvin and Rona, Al and Dora, Veronica, Ned, and Uncle Eddie came in a little later. What a good-looking family I had, I thought as I looked around at their faces. They were evenly divided into light and dark, my father's side being dark, my mother's the blond, all were in good shape, and as my gaze roamed about I realized there wasn't one person. It only took a few seconds for me to give up on this idea. Birds that had 360-degree vision can't have the two images superimpose the way mine was now. They must have a 'screen' in their brain with the left and right sides being for each eye, with almost no overlap in the middle, if any; whereas I have almost a 100% overlap and superimposition. It was bad news to try to work with.What I needed was a larger 'screen' in my head. I heard somewhere that the visual processing area of human brains. We both were worn out and fell asleep again.Less than fifteen minutes later, my phone rang – it was Sarah.“Yes, dear how can I help you?” I answered very tired and sleepy.“You sound tired; haven’t you been sleeping?” she asked.“Not entirely, we woke up a little over an hour ago and made love like a pair of minx, six times, we have to rest. Neither of us can move right now. We’ll call when we get up, OK?” I said yawning into the phone.“Six times in an hour, dammit – you should have called me for. Soon a thumb pressed into my rosebud, until it could get inside, passing my sphincter.When my rear hole was fully lubed and stretched, I felt his hand grabbing my hips and his hard cock entering my asshole.He started pumping my anus with some passion. When I cried outloud, he made me hush, whispering whores should not cry whe somebody fucks their slutty asses…Although the lube effect, his hard dick was hurting my anus. It was strange, but today my husband’s cock was harder and bigger than usual.