.." She eyed an intercom panel in the hallway. There appeared to be one primary button... She punched it. "Hello?" Yes?" A contralto voice issued from...the speaker."This is Nora. My boyfriend is getting ready to leave. Could you have Jorge bring his car around?" Was that what you said? Around?"Certainly, Miss. He'll be right there." Who was that?" Nate wondered."No idea." Nora shrugged. In a moment, they were at the door. "I know this has been weird and strange, but look at it this way -- I'm. I saw him having problems with his buttons. After I got naked, I kneeled and helped him. He got his shirt off, I got his pants off. I stayed down long enough for him to think I was going to blow him, but I didn’t.I got on my bed and said, “No kissing, just a fuck. No oral, just a fuck. Go ahead, as soon as you are hard enough. I also don’t like wimpy fucks. I want you to ram me hard, make me cum. If you cum, it’s ok.”Now, he was moving rather tentatively, and had to put his hand on his dick to. I was in. I was in all the way. I had totally taken my husband's ass. This was no longer about HIS fantasies or his pleasure, this was MINE now! I began to pull out. I pushed back in before popping out and I began to move just as he'd always moved in me. In and out. Deep. I was actually fucking my husband and he was moaning his approval! I watched my purple cock as I pushed it deep into my husband. I watched as I pulled back and was amazed by how much of this monster my husband could take! I. The small part of her mind that was still conscious moved up to the next inserted pair and exploded them, blowing up her lower belly. Then the next, and the next, and the next, spraying blood, guts and gore everywhere, blowing her torso completely open. All of her organs were destroyed now, as well as her most of her nervous system. She knew that because most of the pain and raw-nerve agony was no longer there. All she could feel was the sensation of coming, over and over and over…She blew up.