Mother sat quietly and listened to me pouring my soul out to this helpless girl, trying somehow to revitalize Shelly. I was blaming myself for the acc...dent. I was taking the responsibility for what had happened. Mother and I stayed for the entire two hour visiting period and only left when the duty nurse insisted upon it. We would return in the morning before going to church and again the next afternoon. I hadn’t been to church in some time. I had fallen out of the habit when I was in the army. “You’re such a dirty cheating cumslut!” Alan snarled as I rode his cock.“I’m your dirty cheating cumslut!” I panted “Fuck me and give me your spunk!”I could feel Alan's cock twitch as he growled.“I’m going to come slut. Suck the spunk out of my cock!” He demanded.I jumped off his cock with the sex toy still in my ass, kneeling at his right hand side with legs splayed wide open. My lips slid over his beautiful cock as the first bursting spurt hit the back of my throat. Spurt after glorious spurt. She went back into the bedroom she appears from earlier pushing a metal serving cart presumably borrowed from the hotel, on the cart was some sort of machine with all sorts of tubes and hoses coming from it. Not even having the slightest clue what I was looking at until she explained to her boyz that it was a milking machine and she proceeded to slather their cocks and stroke them hard because with their bound hands it would have been very difficult if not even impossible. So, one at a time she. ”The next morning she was woken by hammering on her door. When she opened it, there were about twenty reporters and photographers their lights flashing in her face shouting questions at her. ‘Had she seen the morning paper?’ ‘Were she and May an item?’ ‘Did her husband know?’“Bobby it was horrible,” her voice breaking. “I slammed the door in their faces and ran upstairs. I phoned John, he had only just seen the papers. I explained about the reporters outside. He advised me to get out of there.