“Of course I’m sure. I would have married you when I was in ninth grade. It wasn’t a crush, Abby. For the only time in my life, I fell in love. ...hen the bus knocked me down and you appeared, God finally answered my prayers and brought you to me.“I love you so much. Can you love me enough to be my wife ... forever?”Abby looked stunned. It was almost as if she were too stunned to react when I reaffirmed my commitment to marry her. I watched her face reflect the thing going on in her head. It was. Her facial expressions were repeated in time with her finger as she moved from her clit to her cute little love hole. This continued over and over for at least ten minutes. A few times she inserted her three middle fingers into herself, instead of just one, causing her legs to tense up a little and her ass to lift off the cushion. I know she had to be moaning. I know she was making me hard and wet.When she finally stopped, she reached down between her knees and picked up the small object. He assured me I would love it. The doctor said that he was very experienced doing these procedures and that he never had a patient end up not happy with the outcome. I told Jimmy I was fine with anything he wanted. I signed a ton of paperwork, releasing them from liability and giving my consent to perform the procedures. In the operating room the doctor said they were going to give me a general anesthetic. I wasn't nervous at all when I drifted off into unconsciousness. When I woke up my mouth. That is one reason I love big breasts, they are so great to fuck. Susan pushed her tits together and I started to fuck her like crazy. I often do this with my wife and Susan's tits were almost as big as hers and just as soft to fuck too. I couldn't take this for long and soon my moaning became louder and I told her that I was about to cum. She just smiled and pushed her tits even harder together. That was it; I started to cum and splashed my load on Susan's chin, chest and breasts. This time.