Who knows? That she was shocked was all that mattered."How did you... ? When... ? What did you... ?"I felt horrible for blurting it out like that, but...there would be time to kick myself later. It was out in the open, for better or worse."I wondered if something was going on, but I didn't know until last night. Then everything that happened, going all the way back to the reunion, made absolute sense." OK, hold on. I need to catch up to you. I wasn't planning to discuss that piece so quickly.". It had been explained from the first day she arrived that only minutes would pass. She was still, technically sitting in the same place she'd left. In her living room, being held down on a sofa while the Correction Agents slipped her mind into Rehabilitation.Her wife, Emily expected, was still being restrained. It seemed odd to think her old partner was still in tears, crying out endlessness to the deaf body. Emily hadn't seen her original wife or their modest apartment in so long, yet this. ”Just then I feel his strong hands on my hips followed by the incredible sensation of his massive cockhead circling my puckered hole, letting his spittle lube his knob. I squeal like a piglet as he violently enters me, which is greeted by a chorus of uproarious laughter behind me. I grunt and whimper as he thrusts his impossibly long, thick cock in and out of me, every inch again and again as he and my wife make out passionately behind me. Precum drizzles uncontrollably from my dickhole while. I played with putting it in more difficult places and trying to forget where I left it but after a proper amount of time I always unlocked my dick. I got really drunk once at home and hid the key but I was so pissed when I found it accidentally after only a week. I left it in a storage locker at an airport 900 miles away. It was almost four full weeks before I broke.I drove cross country for nineteen hours straight, grabbed the key, and went straight to the airport restroom and had a fifteen.