She felt his unmistakeable touch, his hands running over her stomach, soothing and comforting while he induced this agony deep inside her.The flow was...unrelenting and she began to whimper in earnest as the pressure increased, her intenstines filling, her belly distending until she looked as if she was carrying a baby. After what seemed like hours the flow finally tapered off, leaving her moaning as the first painful cramps hit her, increasing in intensity until she was gasping through the gag. She intended to and was humiliating me to the last.I sat down on the sofa in the lounge, wincing as I felt the mess in my panties. The clock on the mantle said 3.50pm. She would be back soon. I hoped that the pills would work quickly. Hoped that by this evening I would be my old self. I was going to go out tonight and find myself a piece of skirt and give her a right seeing to. I had missed my cock, the slit between my legs giving something of a good sensation when played with but nothing like. She felt so tired. Tears started to fall again. The village was also decked out in its best Christmas tradition but when she neared the old Norman church she saw the rectory was not decorated at all. A light burned in the kitchen but the rest of the house was dark. The house was mourning. There seemed to be some activity in the church but no music was heard outside. She rang the doorbell of her parent’s house. The house she still had a room in so she had a place to stay in between her foreign. I don’t know who was more disappointed, me or her.After that bad experience, Viagra continued to be of no use for me. I did not have the courage to discuss the issue with my doctor. So, I purchased a dildo online to service my wife. We called the dildo Charlie, and Charlie would fuck my darling wife, usually after I performed cunnilingus on her.I was not only having ED issues but I was starting to have issues achieving orgasms when I masturbated. As far as sex went, life was a bitch.After.