With shaking hands she reached in and pulled up the papier mache half mask with the pink forehead and cheeks, tiny black eyes and darker pink snout of...a pig. Her eyes filled with tears and she let out an involuntary gasp at what lay under it. The coiled tail attached to a plug looked vulgar and mean. Her skin peppered with gooseflesh and again her face carried the heat of her body’s response. A black envelope lay glaring up at her from the now garish tissue. Picking it up with shaking hands she. Two hours later Sue came to me in the office. "I have to run out to the store and do a big restock of supplies so Kay doesn't have to worry about that in addition to everything else. Do you need anything I don't know about and can I use the truck?" I don't need anything and yes, you can take the truck. That reminds me, please make sure Kay knows where the spare keys are hanging for the truck and car. She doesn't have a car of her own so she'll be using one of mine to do the shopping and run. He lifted my chin with his finger and asked what was wrong. I told him how hard it would be for me to depart and how I hadn’t meant to hurt him. He told me he knew and that leaving would be hard for him also. After I had calmed down a bit, he picked me up. Might as well have a proper farewell, he said as he laid me across the bed that was still messy from the previous night. I grinned as he lowered himself on top of me, his skin touching mine. It sent chills through my body. He kissed and. Bobbi told me to hump her as hard as I could as the sensations built up in my balls she called out, “I’M CUMING AGAINNNNNNNNNN, CUMINGGGGGG, CUMINGGGG,” at the same time shot several rounds up that wet pussy. After that we were both a mess, got up and washed off. Back in bed we talked about the experience and how good she felt about being with someone like me. As we laid there, Bobbi started sucking on my flaccid cock and playing with my scrotum as my 8” of manhood started to.