The man got up and could see that her pussy was full of cum. The other man mounted her and started to pump her. The other two men then took off their ...lothes and strocked their cocks. One of them asked if I wanted to touch his and I did. I had never touched one before, it was hard and I could feel the veins and the blood pumping thru it. The man made it twitch. I felt his ball sack also, this was making me so horny. My pussy wanted to be fucked so bad that it hurt. I took hold of the other cock. Today, though. Not work. Friend, or something like it. On the way back to the hospital, I drive by a grocery store with a sign advertising Cajun boudin. I know this is a food that reacts well to refrigeration and reheating and I know that anybody with a name of ‘Fontenot’ was likely raised believing that the ‘B’ in vitamin B stood for ‘boudin’. A quick stop. A purchase.I walked into the hospital with a couple of grocery bags, stopped at the nurse’s station.“I’m here to see Marion Fontenot,” I. I then told Joyce about how we took care of Jimmy and most of his friends. I showed her the disk of Dee fucking those guys."Then I dumped the pictures out of the envelope, for Joyce to look over.Joyce looked at few hand fulls of pictures and pushed the rest away. "I have seen and heard enoug,." Joyce said.She got up and sat on my lap. She laid her head on shoulder and started to cry. I held her tight and softly stroked her hair. She leaned back and gave a passionate kiss."My turn to come. ”Thinking that now was as good a time as any, he cut a tomato in half and squeezed the seeds and juice into his spare metal cup, then set it on a shelf to wait for the whitish mold to form.“What about onions?” he said aloud, but as soon as he found the article, his countenance changed. “Bi-fucking-ennial again. You have to save the bulbs and replant them to form seeds the next year. Fuck it. I’ll study later,” he grumped, coming to his feet and going over to get his weapon belts. “Come on,.