I walked back over to the computer, dildo still inside of me. I sat back in the chair and flipped through the photos of Sarah again. I decided it woul... be a nice touch to paint my nails. I started filling them in with a coral pinkish color to match my lipstick and camisole. I felt amazingly slutty sitting there painting my nails for Sarah with a dildo filling my ass imagining it was her girly cock inside of me. "On my way," she texted me. "Can't wait, see you soon!" I responded with a kissy. I told him thats the girl I'm still with and he justs starts laughing and my stomach just starts turning I knew something was wrong. I asked him what do you mean? Why are you laughing? He said I probably wouldn't want to hear about it but I pressed him and wanted to get what ever he knew out of him. He gave in eventually, it was then that he informed me that she was the girl that the football team use to gangbang and run trains on in college almost weekly. I wanted to puke, my heart was. You're fucking a pussy on the other side of a damn wall, and you've never been this turned on in your life. Your hips bang back and forth against the wall, fucking the pussy with everything you've got. You feel her body move against your cock, taking it deep inside. You're so ready to explode, to fill the pussy with cum. Picking up the pace, you fuck even harder, even wilder. Sweat drips down the side of your face. You feel the pussy muscles tighten, clenching your cock tightly. Then you. "She'll be away for at least a year, perhaps longer, depending on how well her ... therapy goes."Linda heard the pause before the word "therapy" but decided not to press the issue. 'Pamela will tell me the whole story eventually,' she thought. "You told me the doctors said it's 'too late' for the children to go back to being boys?" she asked quietly."Yes, I'm afraid so. Besides, none of them want to anyway." Pamela remembered the look on their faces when they were asked if they wanted to be.