......Maize:I know my dad is close by, I can smell his aftershave. The blunt object being rammed between my spread legs isn’t as cold anymore but it...isn’t having any more luck breaking into me yet, thank the lord! Every part of my pussy stings and the throbbing in my asshole is refusing to subside. I keep kidding myself into thinking I can cope with it, that I can get used to it but every time I actually start to think it’s true, the boss think of a new way to torture me.“Here,” I hear the boss. Finally, I told her we needed to get back to the room. When we got there I asked her what her plans were. She gave me a vague answer and then went to shower.While she was showering there was a knock on the door. It was Peter. He was still naked but held a baggie of weed and some papers in his hands. I told him Carol was in the shower and would be right out.Carol came into the room still drying herself. She smiled at Peter. Peter said we should all try some of the weed. He rolled a joint. Q: Have you ever had full intercourse with male bodies? If so, do you ever have to improvise with equipment in the nursing home to implement an erection?A: I've had full intercourse with my late husband and my father. With both I injected their penises with wax filler use to restore disfigured bodies for open casket funerals.Q: Can you describe how you injected this and where exactly? Although I have heard about this a few times now, I have only heard general information about how this is. ‘Still horny?’ she said.‘What do you think?’ I said, opening my own robe and pointing at my erection.‘Good. Mick is asleep and I’ve been putting off fucking you for too long!’ Debbie said pushing into my room.She walked to the bed and slipped her robe off. She was wearing her stockings and high-heeled shoes but had a slim vibrator stuck in one of her stocking tops.‘You told me your fantasies. I want to make some of them come true.’ she said simply.‘What about Mick?’ I said.‘He’s asleep, it.