My eyes were heavy, heavy like the snow on the branches of the evergreens. I wanted to sleep in my winter wonderland. Let me sleep! Ouch! My stomach h...rt. Why did my stomach hurt? ‘Maggie-sunshine. It’s Matt.’ Oh! Matt. Shhh, honey, can’t you see I’m in a wonderland? See how everything glitters? But my stomach hurts. Why does it hurt? It shouldn’t hurt, the baby is there … Instinctively, I grabbed my stomach. Ouch! The baby, Oh! Wait! Of course, the baby, that’s right. The placenta had torn. He saw the string of her tampon.“Do you need to take that out?”“I probably should.”John watched Sue take it out, trying to keep his face impassive. Intellectually, he knew the bit of disgust he felt came from social conventions, and not anything inherent about menstruation. Didn’t stop him from feeling it. And he wasn’t entirely successful in hiding it, because Sue said, “You don’t actually have to watch, you know.”“I plan on getting married someday. Periods are going to be a part of my life,. I had to pull up before I choked, filling my mouth with his final shot. His cum was much milder in taste than Kevin’s. It was almost sweet. It seemed like an aperitif after the intense orgasm.I raised my head, releasing the cock from my mouth, so I could swallow the remaining cum. My hands were holding his thighs for balance as the man behind me was gripping my waist as he uttered, “Can I cum inside you?” I exhaled as I responded, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He gasped three or four. He finally stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. I tried to hold on to it, so I could suck him, but he was stronger and just popped it out of my mouth.He said, “I told you Pam didn’t want you sucking me this morning.”I looked up at him and said, “Well a whore has to try ... right.”He laughed and shook mom awake. He said, “Betty, wake up. Our little girl is going to drain your piss, then drink her own. Once all is done I want you to fix breakfast. Little whore has to go check her e-mails..