She informed me I wasto clean the house while she was away at work. I vacuumed, washed thefloors and dusted and did the laundry.My wife called me and ... was informed that we were dining at Lisa's. On mywife's return home I was told to get ready and sent to the third bedroomwhere my outfit for the evening was laid out. Upon entering I see myoutfit on the bed, so I remove my maid's uniform clean up redo my makeupand start to dress in my outfit a pair of bright peach satin and lacepanties with. .? ? Stella laughs and Ingrid joins her, shaking her head. ? ? Eventually we installed him in his own little room next to the main bedroom – our bedroom - locked when I wished and opened if I felt like some amusement or some sympathy for the worm. I stopped allowing intercourse, I had never enjoyed it with him of course, first using my hand on him and finally not bothering to give relief at all – sometimes Leila took pity on him when he was totally enclosed in rubber and eventually her hand. Sure enough the "Bull" was on his knees between my legs and his cock was huge and thicker than anything I had seen on a man. He rubbed it in the cum dripping crack and then he pushed the head in and it began filling my pussy. I gasped and he pushed further in, now half maybe was in, or so I thought. The people were chanting, "Fuck her, fuck her!!!" He drove deep into me, hitting my cervix and making it scream in pain and pleasure. It was making it collapse pushing it further into me. My womb. She slipped away from us in the night and the hospice called us early in the morning. I took the day off work and Anji and I went up. We sat there, one each side of her bed. It's hard to say goodbye to one you love. Perhaps that's why she left when we weren't there; the body in the bed wasn't Lissa, it was merely an empty shell, bereft of the beauty and life I'd seen in her, that I treasured so. We didn't stay long and left, hand in hand, pausing only to thank the staff who had looked after.