"She looks up, moves the hand with the Kleenexes in it off to one side a little, and grins. I ask you. She laughs. She cries like a sprinkler system. ...he grins. Makes mercurial mean something like molasses. I don't know what to do. I smile; why not see if I can catch that grin and paste it on so it stays?"If you're going to call me sweetie," she says, "you probably ought to call me Janey instead of Ms. Urquhart." She grins again. "Little Janey, that's me." She starts sobbing. Oh, hell! I ought. Through the pain, haze of blood, and the screaming lunatic kicking me, I heard other voices but something was clearly wrong with my hearing, because they came to me from what sounded like very far away. One of the voices was a voice of authority and his words were almost clear.“You!!!! Stop hurting that boy. Step away from him NOW, or I will be forced to hurt you!” I risked a peek and saw it was a uniformed police officer. I was never so happy to see a police officer as I was at that moment. My. And he didn't want to think. There werequestions jostling in his mind that led to where he did not want togo. Not now. Not ever. He heard Dr Walters' voice as from a great distance."So stillness is the essence. I will be back tomorrow to see howyou are getting on. But in the meantime don't worry! We will haveyou out of here looking as pretty and as feminine as ever. Andwithout a mark, I promise you. Just try not to move."A soft cool hand on his brow. Murmured goodbyes to Laura, and Dr.Walters. Each time he lunged into her beautiful pussy her ass lifted off the bed and with each stroke she grunted loudly. This went on for what seemed forever her cunt stretching to the maximum and him keeping up a steady barrage of dirty talk, calling her a dirty slut and a whore. She had at least 2 orgasms and before long his ass tightened and the shaft of his huge black cock became streaked milky white as he shot his juices deep into my lovely wife’s cunt. They ended up a quivering mass of black and.