He came closer, feeling Charlotte's tits and squeezing the pulpy meat. His prick throbbed again. Blood gorged his prick again, turning it once again i...to a piece of fiery steel.Charlotte leered at her husband from glassy emerald eyes. "His tongue is so deep!" She slapped the table with her hands, and the dog immediately leaped up, lunging his gigantic hard-on at the waiting hot oozing pussy."Aaaaaaahhh! GEORGE! He's in MEEEE!" She met the dog's thrusts with her jabbing hips, feeling his cock. "I love you." I told him."I love you too." he replied, "And it’s nearly over now"I don’t know what I was expecting the moment my clit was cut, I was expecting perhaps a long process of removing the organ, but it was not the way I imagined it. The surgeon pulled on the clamp and asked the nurse to hand him the scissors. She gave him a small pair of thin bladed scissors. He took them beneath the surgical drapes that covered me and made a careful snip, it was a cut that took several seconds, then. When I did succeed in seeing her, my heart would pound and my cock would immediately become rock hard, straining and threatening to burst out of my thin sleeping shorts. I would get so turned on that I would have to quickly continue to the bathroom and jerk off into the toilet, all the time fantasizing about my cock slipping into the warm crease between her breasts and eventually spewing its thick load of cum all over them, running down and dripping off those thick dark nipples, rather than. "Ethan, I can't believe she'd do that to you. God that's fucked up...that bitch." He scoffs, a small smile on his lips. "Did she tell you why?" I ask gently. He's looking out at the rain shaking his head. "Just some bullshit about how we're growing apart," he mumbles. Before I can ask another question, he turns to me. "God I loved her, you know? Now I can't even fucking look at her," he says in aggravation. My heart constricts at his voice and matching expression, tainted by that cunt who.