..' It felt like some one had a hose with a stream of fluid that they would turn on briefly and shut off only to turn it on again. Grind against my bu...tocks as the three loads of male spunk spurted from around his huge tool and congealed on my thighs. I was so glad when he pulled from my bung and as I stood up I farted and squirted out a good deal of the male semen that they had deposited in me. He slapped me on my right buttocks and demanded '...give me that rag, let me wipe this shit off my. “Shh, don’t do that, STOP. No honey, the cat is trying to remove the milk’s lid,” she said to her hubby on the phone. Kissing her sensitive earlobes and pressing her breasts gently. I pulled her panties off her ass cheeks and invaded her pussy with my fingers.“Hmm, I will give you milk later. Stop devil, no, dear. This cat has been troubling me since yesterday. He wants to drink my milk always…..no, Raman. It’s a good cat but a bit naughty. Let them come, yes Rajesh is also here, take care. Just a few days earlier she’d been terrified of him. He’d peed on her, threatened her with bodily harm, and he had told her how much he hated her. That all seemed like a million years ago. Now he was everything, her hero, her help mate, her soul mate, her protector, and her lover. It was funny how things had turned out. Oncenot long ago she was alone, alone in the most meaningful, most lonely, most desolate sense. She remembered how she’d go to work, perhaps leave a coffee cup on the counter.. Iwalked into the men's without thinking. The two guys in there gave medirty looks and smiled at me. In horror, I quickly exited the place andentered the ladies. I stood by the sinks, my reflection stares back atme. I'm a young woman! A mother for all I know!I rummage through my handbag for any form of identification. The driver's license told me my new name was Tracey Robins, 29. Tracey is ablonde and was overweight. Not good! I wanted a telephone, not this.What am I going to do? I'm a married.