"Some do, but not too many. And, among those that do, most take up playing on the side themselves. Kind of what's good for the goose and all," she sai.... "I don't see you as being one of those. But, you tell me. Could you do it?" You know, I just don't know," I said. "I've been asking myself that question ever since I went back. Not getting an answer either not yet." She nodded.We were getting along, and I was all but certain that she'd cancelled on good 'ole Gerald at least twice because of. The feeling was so intense I made an effort to back away but he grabbed my thighs and kept his lips clamped firmly on my cock. With four or five quick jerks I pumped everything I had into his mouth. I felt his throat working and realized he was swallowing, and I nearly doubled over in surprise and ecstasy.When I finally stopped coming he let go, stood up, pointed his own big cock at the sink and starting furiously stroking. Without thinking I felt for my own cock, was startled to find it still. I could haveprobably fit my whole hand in there and waved at her uterus. It lookedpositively surreal on her body.My wife dropped the oversized sex toy to the floor and began sobbing. Iput my arm around her and tried my best to comfort her. In between sobsI heard her say softly, "I'm a freak."She eventually calmed down and told me, "Hun, I'm so sorry my vaginaended up like this. I didn't mean for it to happen but now, I justcan't imagine going back. I'm addicted to the fullness, I....NEED it.We. "Did I ever have this guy pegged wrong.Listen, when you get in, sit sideways, put your legs together andswivel around. That's how women do it when they're wearing a skirt.Otherwise, you don't leave much to the imagination, if you get mymeaning."Michelle nodded, remembering Mike's ogling girls in short skirts,hoping to catch a peek at their panties.The orderly wheeled her chair out and Dr. Vinci greeted her. He openedthe door and held her arm, as she stood up. Remembering what Maggietold her,.