Nanita was the designated nursemaid for the day, but I nominated Keeta to stay with her to help. I was afraid a wounded boy somewhere around eight or ...ine and a baby less than six months old would probably be more than one woman could handle.Routata came to greet us before we finished saddling our mounts and he led us over to show us where the children's parents had been buried. I was impressed and grateful. They'd been planted beneath a large oak and Routata told us their torn clothes had been. Cherie then stepped back and turned to her bedside cabinet, whereshe pulled out a strap-on dildo, known as Thor because of its size. Bothof the women then began to get dressed, slipping on leather bustiers,before pulling up their stockings over their thighs and attaching them tothe suspenders hanging downEach wrapped a leather studded choker around their necks before slippingon their leather, thigh-high stiletto boots. Simply for pureentertainment they slipped on each a pair of PVC hot pants. “Oh! I’m alright I suppose.” He thought it unwise and impolite to ask the man why he was laying there, stark bollock naked. “I fell off my bike. I was unconscious but I’m alright now, I think.”“Me too kid. I came off my motorbike. Broke both arms and a leg. Helpless as a baby. Can’t even take a leak without help. I have to ask nurse Katie to hold my old todger for me.”Scott tried to visualise the scene that his new friend had described. “Oh, dear that’s unfortunate.”“Unfortunate!” snorted the. He cleaned the waste or slept in the stain. There was semen aplenty for me when I pleased. Those were the good old days of months ago, before Sarah returned to her childhood practice of sharing our bed. And now I kept track on a private calendar, marking the days between.It was sweet revenge, plain greed, or just selfish need, but the endless sperm fountain was drying up for me. In our early years, I never went more than three days without sex. At first, the days between came in batches of.