Somehow I twisted, and when I felt the rip in my shoulder I knew I had torn the stitches out. The first thought that entered my head was; "Kat's gonna...kill me for sure now."Then the pain hit and although Jeb was laughing his head off, his eyes got big when the blood started soaking through the sling."Oh God, are you ok, Jon? Just stay still and I will call for the ambulance." No, let's just get the tire changed, and let me get my truck and go home, Jeb. All three of the women in my house are. We would justhave to make monthly payments, as I was not going to back down. I wason a crusade.I lugged the surprisingly heavy cosmetics bags back to the car. Iwondered why they felt so heavy, and then I remembered my wife waswalking around with my muscles. No wonder she was appreciative of whenI offered to carry things for her. It wasn't just a man being pussywhipped thing; it had a physical basis. I would remember to carrythings for her more often when things were normal again. My stomach. So, before you start telling me who and what WE are, I suggest you examine who and what YOU are. Your next sentence could be our last for a long time.”Debbie sat there in shock. I think that she finally saw that I was serious. She thought that I was putting up a front to cover my illicit activities. I finished eating and cleaned up my dishes only, then I went to the living room to watch some commentary TV on a news channel. Debbie cleaned up her own dishes and came out to join me. She sat next. ..and again. She could not get enough of feeling his cock fill her up, over and over, of feeling her pussy stretch and moisten to receive him.“Mmmmm…” she heard James moan, and moaned again in response. Her thigh muscles were already beginning to ache with the unaccustomed effort but she didn’t care. Faster. She was now almost dropping herself onto his shaft, loving the feel of him shoving into her like that. She kissed James hungrily, her mouth open and her tongue probing.Faster. Oh god,.