And then he remembered what had happened. He saw images: his wife below him. Was she screaming? Her arms fought like nervous tentacles. He felt a burn...ng on his face. Scratches still bled. He ran his hand across the sheets and touched areas of perspiration. The sheets were stained with blood. He tried frantically to piece together last night’s events.“Was it all a dream?” he heard himself asking.In an attempt to recover, he lifted his head from the pillow, but the aching and pounding defeated. I know he is hurting so bad, I just don't want him to hurtanymore." But.. But if he is a girl, he wont be your daddy anymore." I...I don't care. I would rather he be a girl and be happy, than be mydaddy and be sad." Look, I can't promise. But if you are the best girl you can be, and sayyour prayers, everything will work out, okay?" Oh... okay. Thanks Santa. It felt good just telling somebody." She is a better girl than a pervert like that deserves." Take care now."She got off his lap, and. She kept up the pressure on his dick by bobbing her head up and down. I grabbed his balls and rubbed and juggled them around.Marcus yelled to KT, “KT, these bitches is serious. They got my shit going. If I take off this cock ring, I am going to put somebody’s eye out with my shot. Damn don’t stop!!!”KT took that as his cue and carried Connie to the couch. Connie was well prepared for what ws coming next. When she was laid on her back, she immediately cocked open her legs. KT asked her real. He explained how I was in control, it could be limited to kissing and petting etc. I decide to go for a cig break and told him to find some likely guy we could have some play with and I would decide.When I came back Neil was at the bar talking to some guy, in his 30s, good looking, and ok. I stood between them, the guy was a nice man, he talked well and was genuinely good to be with. I agreed to sit between them in the lounge and we got to talking about "playing" and so I thought, why not, and.