Alan didn’t seem to notice, but I gave Matt a dirty look and shook my head. With a wry smile on his face, Matt winked at me, then – with his hands...playfully squeezing my swaying boobs – continued slowly sliding his dick in and out of my wet cunt as I continued my ‘goodnight’ conversation with my husband.Once Alan and I had exchanged “I love you’s” and hung up, I tossed the phone aside and started pushing back against Matt’s forward strokes. Talking to my husband with Matt’s cock sliding in and. We’re on hormones because of our hysterectomies.”“How convenient,” Jason said, and knew his voice squeaked. “This is incredibly thoughtful of Mistress...”“And more gifts are on their way, Sir,” Monica said. “They just couldn’t be shipped on a plane...”“Oh ... please tell me they’re not ... people?”“We don’t know, Master,” Maria said.“One more, husband,” Donna said. “And do try to keep an open mind...”“Sit down, ladies,” Jason said, and blushed as the two women giggled, picking up their clothes. I woke again an hour later. She had tears in her eyes when she washed my face with a cool cloth then helped me dress and we were on our way home in an hour, it's an outpatient surgery. On the way home when I asked why she had been crying, she said, "I was looking at you, thinking about us and how happy I am now." Women truly are an alien species. I couldn't "stick it in" for two months while it healed, but we were supposed to inflate it several times a day and we had a lot of fun with that.. "Look, if he doesn't want to, I can't, that's all there is to it. I'm sorry. I'll try, but that's all."The Colonel sat back with a start, then reconsidered, "Mmmmh, suppose I can't ask more of you than that. Still think of the glory if we pull this one off, what!" Where and when?"He pointed to the bedroom, "In there." He shrugged, "Do your best." I got up only to hear the Colonel add, "I suppose you don't want me there too, leading the men sort of thing, setting an example?"I laughed, "No.