See?" Then he attempted a low, low, masculine voice. "La,la, la, la." He was trying for bass, but it came out more of an alto.She pat him on the shoul...er. "I brought breakfast," she said. Sheproduced a greasy paper bag."Thanks." Kinny tried again, with a more masculine voice. "Thanks."That almost came out ... normal. "Thanks," he said, and his normalvoice returned. Kinny sighed. He glanced over to the crib. The babywas getting restless, starting to wake. "When do you sleep?" he asked.She. ’ I take the hint and scramble to my feet. Two days later I’m in the crowd outside those desperate walls. I see Woodhouse brought up to the scaffold. I watch him take the drop, with him kicking and bucking as the life is choked out of him. It’s a right performance, his body thrashing about with a godawful grimace twisting his fizzog. It’s September 29th. In a month’s time, or just after, I’ll be honouring the debt to my benefactor. It’s a strange job he’s offered me, not that I know too much. See you soon, yes?”She nodded, gave my cock one last squeeze, and then I hastily dressed and left.By the time I arrived at work, Sally had sent a text: ‘God you’re good. See what mum and Andrea meant now. Want to come back after your appointment for round 2? Lol.’The thought was enough to get me stiff again. ‘What time is Richard due home? Andrea and the kids are out tonight.’‘Around 9ish.’‘Andrea will be back around the same time, I think. Why not have another quickie? Could be with you. Then she told me:- When she was 10 yrs old, she had had a fall during rock climbing with her school and broke her pelvis. This was right before puberty set in and due to the plaster cast she had to wear for TWO YEARS, her Uterus had grown into what is called a "Funnel" Uterus. In other words, the opening to the vagina instead of being like a ring around a guys cock, was more like a tube down which your cock slid during fucking.She started crying telling me. I told her that was the most.