It is the feel it gives more that the pleasure; a very beautiful woman giving a blowjob out in the lawn. I felt like a king. I was about to ejaculate....I stopped her jerking, my penis still deep into her mouth. My penis vibrated slightly, my goodness I didn’t ejaculate. I wanted to endure this slowly. I then made her suck my balls for a while. She did so. Then I stood up.“Put my pants on”She raised my night pants. My message was clear. She is my slave. And it is not going to get over soon.We. Lucy would have to deliver by C-section. That meant general anesthesia which could be dangerous, but it also meant that my wife would be spared the physical ordeal of giving birth. I signed the permission for the surgical procedure and ten minutes later a surgical nurse arrived to wheel Lucy down the corridor. I left then to speak with her parents.I’m not much for praying, but—I swear to God—I prayed for Lucy and our daughter for hours. My mood was somber until Marylou came over to sit next. ..he spanked the head. and pounded on it till it was all swollen and sore. More blowjobs followed.....it was clear I was done, not even hard by then. Mac opened my door, and started letting guys come in and fuck me. With my head facing towards the rear of the booth, I didn't see anyone, but I felt them. The third or fourth guy was huge, he felt as big as the butt plug and probably 9 or 10 inches long. Being fucked while someone in the next stall was still sucking my limp, sore, dry,. I often tried to make her bend down to pick up something or other. I would enjoy the view. And when she wore saree she looked damn hot. She would lift up her saree while she cleaned the clothes. Even if we had a washing machine she preferred cleaning mine and her inner wear by hand.I could clearly see her panties and when her pallu was down I even clicked a few photos of her. I sneaked up on her when she bathed through the window. She had flawless skin. So the day had come. I had to have a bath.