A few days later she told me it was going to happen within the next month. We agreed that it needed to be spontaneous to enhance the experience for he.... We even agreed that there wouldn't be any sex between us during that time, so that her desire would be more intense.Around two weeks later, I came home and my wife was upstairs. She said she'd be down shortly and I was to mix her a Jack and coke. When she came down, to say I was shocked is an understatement. My wife was in full head-to-toe. Then she personally visited the nurse and apologized to her on behalf of Somesh. She asked whether is there any other remedy for it. For that the nurse bluntly adviced Kamala to find a prostitute with whom Somesh can have sex with, as that is the only unsurgical way of getting it removed.Though Kamala was angry with her comments, she never reacted as she realized that was the truth.Kamala took a few days not knowing how to remove Somesh’s hymen without surgery. She can’t get him married at such. He was a damned cum factory!The next one in my rectum got my attention! God did he get it; along with a scream around the cock in my mouth! He was not only good and thick but he was hung like a horse! He stretched the shit out of me, kept easing in and hit bottom way up inside…wayyyy up inside! I didn’t even have to look. I got the cock in my mouth out then went down on my elbows then my folded arms…squealed like hell into the sheet…he grabbed my upper thighs pulled out then buried himself. For a while. I was beginning to think the woman on the intercom had forgotten about me when the door swung open on Twiggy’s daughter. Twiggy’s apologetic daughter. The girl stood under a meter and a half with a thin, muscled build hidden under an elegantly baggy and thin shirt and capris of white silk. Her sun-kissed, slightly sweaty auburn hair was pulled back into a loose pony tail and she had an impish face as she gestured me to enter, amusement dancing in her blue eyes.“Edgar Laetham, you.