‘I also wanted to share, that typical of her, I received an email two days ago reminding me of the shipping date and the instructions. It was only w...en I was personally preparing this doll for you that I began to worry that you might not get her real messages. I haven’t read them, they remain sealed in the envelopes she sent me. However, you won’t find them unless you inflate the doll and explore. Your wife had a wonderful sense of humor, and it is my prayer as you inflate her gift to you, that. “Not being like Clive has proven to be a pretty low bar,” Nick reminded her.“Clearly, but you never worried about that bar, did you?” Emily asked.“Well, I would hate to come in under it.” Nick protested.“He could have been worse. I didn’t stick around for six years because things were terrible with him. He let me live in a couple of nice apartments, gave me an allowance that could cover my expenses if I was careful and even increased it once he realized how expensive New York was. And he didn’t. ” She collapsed onto the floor, my cum almost pouring from her..she is sure I had cum bigger than her deceased husband, she is also sure she was torn! When she was able to sit back up she looked at her pussy, she fingered the slick sticky wet opening…no blood, sore but not bad. The wood floor under her is a mess of cum. She tasted her fingers and as she expected, my cum was sweet! I sat in a chair still panting. So shaky she made it to the bathroom. She feels sticky, sweaty, she feels my cum. It was a textbook example of a chain reaction.The pain in her exposed asshole and mons made her jerk forward to get away from the crop, slamming her stomach into the hair mat, which then made her lift her chest and have her nipples sucked into the spikes inside the thimbles. To stop that pain, she dropped her chest and arched her back again to get away from the hair mat. I gave her three quick strokes with the crop so it covered more of her butt while having a few strands hit her anus and mons..