The next few days were incredible...fucking fisting, anal, pissing,69. Couldn't get enough of my baby !Wednesday afternoon after a long sweet fuck and...a few drinks, she laid on my chest and as we kissed, she whispered that she wanted more guys to join us.She had made my day again. I asked how many and she simply said that we needed to go to our local bar and let her pick.Dressed like the cunt I always loved, no bra,no panties,short skirt, we entered our bar and found a few of our friends. I then looked at his security tag (#277).“OK honey, sure thing,” I said, as my eyes were focussed on his big black clean cock.I dreamt of it inside me and the pain from it, even before my hands even touched it.He motioned me into a special needs cubicle, as he starts loosening his pants.I gave him a wry smile as we entered a cubicle, once inside he locks us in.He drops his pants and I help him slide his boxers down past his knees.I grab hold of his cock and give a cheeky smirk.Licking my lips. I didn't know, and perhaps would never know, at least without talking to Kate. I had no intention of asking her now. The new life I'd put together as Robert Burns was the life I'd chosen, and there was no going back. My new extended family was made up of wonderful caring people who loved each other, and it had coalesced around me and Cecilia. Now Cecilia was going to become my wife in this wonderful chapel filled loving people and enough flowers to have denuded several large gardens. I fidgeted. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found it's way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running it's engines behind me.This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain.The only solution my pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone.