Devers tells me you have a large record collection." I've told you to call me Karen," my wife scolded him playfully."Sorry, force of habit," he apolog...zed."You like records?" I asked."Yeah, especially from the sixties." No way," I said, the late sixties were my gems."Yeah, early Stones, Blood Sweat and Tears, Mike Bloomfield," he listed."You know who Mike Bloomfield is?" I asked, stunned. He was to most people a forgotten guitar man, d**gs getting him like many, way before his time."Yeah, his. She closed her eyes and revisited in her mind the first time she had given into her doctor. A twinge of pain stabbed her mind, and she knew she missed him. Desperate to escape the feeling she went to another place in her memory, one that at the time was traumatic and terrifying. Her doctor was preparing to have anal sex with her although it had been ruthlessly penetrated and damaged, and she had snatched an opportunity to run away. She ran through the building, into a stairwell, looking for a. I payed my bills on time, got her into a nice new school, and even had enough extra money to get us nice clothes and toys for her, and I was even able to take her to Chucky Cheese's for her birthday. Life seemed to be taking a step in the right direction. But the suffering wasnt over. I remember that afternoon so clearly. I went to her school at 1:15 like always, happy to pick her up on a marvulous Friday. I didnt tell her yet, but I decided to take her with my pay raise to go see her role. I knew he wanted to be inside me as badly as I wanted him inside me.While Karen continued to hold my panties to Jim's nose, she said, "Why don't you make sure his cock is good and wet so it will slip nicely into your vagina Ally."So I walked to where Jim was, slowly eased myself down to my knees and once again took his hard cock into my wet mouth. I was making it very wet with saliva.After just a few moments, Karen said, "Okay honey. I think he's ready for you."She took my hand, pulled me to my.