"Has anybody ever farted in your face boy?" Crystal asked me. "No," I mumbled, and she let out the loudest fart I have ever heard directlyinto my mout..., to the great delight of my watching wife. I gagged at this andthe awful smell. Worse was to come however. Crystal told me to get ready tocatch the first load, and began to strain. I stared open-mouthed at her asshole,and within seconds it began to open, and a large dark brown turd slid out. As ithit my mouth, I felt the texture and the foul. “Raise your bottom and relax, there will be a little bump from the securing bulb.” Dr. Bowman smiled and inserted the slim, not uncomfortable device into Serena’s bottom. “The second is considerably larger with a different shape. These both will expand and contract for programmed responses.” Dr. Bowman inserted the second one into Serena’s vagina and she could feel another slight bulge at the end. “One last appliance and we move you off the table.” Dr Bowman picked up a butterfly shaped patch. I had to see his big cock. I reached down to grab it. It was big and getting bigger. I moved down closer. I had it in my hand as I licked the head. I just love the taste of him. He was leaking precum as I played with it. I sucked the head in my mouth as best as I could while stroking his length. He was so big it always amazed me he could even fit his monster inside my pussy. I was using two hands and my mouth on him. He told me he had to fuck me now. I told him to get a condom then. He reached. I love being a Protestant. I can love and serve and worship my Lord and His Son without having to give up my humanity.’ ‘But what do I do about Faith’s, well, lack of open lust?’ The Right Reverend Michael O’Reilly asked, almost embarrassed. ‘Well, have you ever talked to her about it?’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey asked. ‘That’s the first thing I’d recommend.’ ‘Well, no, I haven’t,’ The Right Reverend Michael O’Reilly replied. ‘She is so very devout, the perfect Christian wife. I’m afraid..