Aaaahh … Mmaaa…Aahh …Thode der me mai uthi aur niche se jhanka to uske gal me mere yaun ras laga tha, aur wo firvi meri choot chate jaraha tha, ...istar pe bhi kayi bund lage the. Aj mai asliyat me jhadi thee.Mera to man kar raha tha ke uske tagde lund ko nikal ke apne choot me dalke khoob chudu, par sharm se mai uth kar saree niche karte huye bed se niche utarke bolne lagi…Mai —- sorry chachu, pati se bahut din door rehna padta hai na. Accha to chalti hun..Chachu —- koi bat nahi, lekin, tum. We had decided on a home birth with a midwife from the Islands where dual-sexed people were revered instead of ridiculed. This would minimize the number of unsympathetic people who knew about Patricia's special physiology. Her OB/Gyn knew, of course, but all those nurses and orderlies and such didn't need to know unless it was absolutely necessary."I'll be fine, silly!" she said as Mary cleaned me with a warm washcloth, "I'm not due for another two weeks, at least!" Yeah," I grinned, "but do. Abby looked hot as hell, and after spotting me came over and planted a big kiss on me and thanked me for waiting."How was your night hun, what took you so long?" Sorry babe, I had my phone in my purse and lost track of time, let's get home."We chatted normally on the way home, and I started getting excited about getting Abby to bed. She had a bit of a buzz on from the party and I was thinking she'd be well up for a bit of action tonight. As we walked in the front door she turned to me nervously. 30 every morning was fortunately coming to an end.I knocked on the door and that was the last thing I remembered for several minutes, When I came round, I found that I was in the arms of a blonde, very attractive young lady, who was crying profusely and attempting to apologise at the same time. When I eventually got my bearings back, and wiped the milk and corn flakes off my jacket, with the assistance of the young housewife, she told me that she had started the morning off by having a violent.