As a compromise, the doctor had shaped it in a curve which fit the forestock on my shotgun. I thought that this was a joke until Bob showed me how it ...elped him to hold the shotgun, even though his hand was still weak.As a present to celebrate him being able to leave the bed, I bought him a lever-action shotgun just like mine. The damned thing was expensive, but I thought he deserved it, based on how much good my shotgun had done for me.It was another four weeks before Bob could dispense with. ? So, I decided to go along with paying for anextremely high-grade breast augmentation.?It was her idea, and one which we?ve toyed with for years.? Since we had the money, and since it was herwho wanted it (I was careful not to push it, even though I love the idea), shewent ahead. Funny thing about breast augmentations, they?re not theexact science you might think. We?d discussed a C cup for her, and when shecame out of surgery, we thought that maybe she?d gotten a C.? Time disclosed that in. He reached down and started to play with my breasts as I kissed and licked my way over the entire length of his marvelous cock. I was good and ready for this black monster as I lay back, spreading my plump thighs as he got between my legs.I took his huge black cock and placed the cockhead to my swollen pussy lips, rubbing it over my slit as the thick head touched my enlarged clit. I was so wet and wanted it in me as I guided that beautiful black cock to my hungry pussy. He was so big and I was. " You're right, I'd better set the alarm clock. Six o'clock?"She nodded, and he went to do that before he forgot.By the time he returned, the dishes were done. They decided on some TV, and snuggled together to watch a sitcom. The show was fun, but Carl hit the mute button when the ads came on. At the first commercial break they started kissing each other on the cheek, and then progressed to a lingering kiss on the mouth before the show interrupted them.At the second break they resumed where.