Again he told me he love me. I told him I leave it up to you manage. I feel like cheating my husband. He said it is not cheating but having some fun a...d it happens everywhere. I said I am scared and not ready immediately.This was on Thursday and the party proposed was on Saturday night at his house. Evening husband came and very happy that Vicky called him for a dinner at his place I was worried but somehow thrilled also. Friday I told my husband that I have to go for some shopping. We went I. Next he sliced vertically a hole around ten millimeters long into the urethra at the three inch level up to where it was destroyed. He again milked me downward this time to remove any left over mush and inserted two stitches into the top glans end of the hole. The top three inches of my cock was now irreversibly sealed, top, bottom and inside. The sides of the new piss slit were now stitched to the former inside of the urethra to hold it open and stop it healing shut. The man would have made a. I didn’t speak but was surprised at how direct she was. She slowly unzipped me, looking me in the eyes, reached in, grabbed my hard cock and pulled it out, holding it. She spread her legs slightly then started rubbing the tip my cock on her wet pussy, taking charge as she moved it up and down and moaned. I then grabbed her ass and pulled her against me. I loved rubbing her firm ass and while she pushed my cock harder against her pussy, moving it faster up and down. She looked me in the eyes and. ’ ‘Then how come you sent that boy on a bicycle to fetch the ambulance? Must be ten miles from your house to Pawhuska, and that boy had to peddle it. We don’t understand why you or him didn’t phone it in to save time. You might have died.’ ‘Boy? What boy are you talking about?’ Paul eyed me, letting the silence draw out. ‘I was at the fire station when it happened. Kid, maybe 14 or so, comes up on a bicycle, one of those old timey fat tire models. And he’s got on a newsboy cap like nobody’s.