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Lyn and I had been to the motel to discuss her problems now that she had found out that she was pregnant. One thing led to another and we had ended up making love.Lyn and I spent the next hour discussing her issues. I was keen to get away because since she had told me where my wife was I had other things on my mind.As for Lyn it was obvious that there was only one sensible decision that she could make. She was not the type of person who would harm a child even if it was only a fetus growing in her womb which meant that she would need support. The support that she needed she already had through her husband. She would stay at least till her child was born.She told me that her life would be unbearable living with her husband because of his insecurities which manifested in his lies and his constant search for women who would jump into bed with him. She asked for my support. I didn’t fully appreciate what she meant and thought that she wanted someone who she could talk to if times become difficult and to me that was fine but eventually it came out.She wanted a part time lover. I explained to her that my life was very complex and that I was having troubles holding it all together and sometimes felt that I could not cope. I asked her the question, “Wouldn’t that add to your problems?” Her response was negative. She needed to be loved and I was the only one who could provide that to her at this time.We parted without me making a definite commitment and I hurried home. I had arrived just in time as within minutes I heard my wife’s car enter the driveway. She looked terrible. Her hair which she usually kept picture perfect was all over the place and her clothes could only be described as untidy and scruffy.I had a little peep hole where I could look down into her garage and when I did observed her trying to fix her hair and straighten her clothing before she entered the house. The moment she entered I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. She tried to pull clear but my grip was firm and insistent. She attempted to avoid my kiss by turning her head but it didn’t bahis şirketleri work.When eventually she did kiss me the taste of male sperm was on her lips. I could smell that distinct odor of sex on her body. The odor was very strong so I then knew that what Lyn had told me was most likely correct. I picked her up and carried her towards our bed room. She struggled to get free but there was no way that that was going to happen.I laid her on her back on our bed and she tried to get up to escape to the washroom but that was not on my agenda. In my mind was a vision of her making love over and over again, of repeated orgasms bought on by well-endowed men struggling for position in a line up. I had no chance of not being stimulated by that thought no matter how repulsive it may sound.Then I had the thought of her pussy filled to the brim with someone else’s sperm. I thought of it trying to run out as she walked but being held in by her tight g string panties. This was followed by a vision of their swimmers urgently seeking out their target within her womb. This had me on the verge of ejaculation. I wanted to see, I wanted to touch and most of all I wanted to feel.“I can’t let you. I’m dirty. I have to wash first. Let me up,” she said.“No, I want you, I want you now and I want you the way you are. I know what you have been doing and I want to make love to you and I want you to tell me about it. Tell me all about it and leave nothing out.”“I can’t. I can’t hurt you like that. I love you and I don’t want to hurt you but I can’t help what I do. You don’t understand and you never will.”“I need to know. I want to try to understand what you feel and why you do these things. Tell me when did your last period end?” I guessed that she would be fertile as she had been each time that I had found out that she had done this type of thing.She just stared at me for some time. I said no more but stared back. Eventually she started “OK, if you insist my period finished just under two weeks ago. The meeting was organized for my most fertile time because they know that is when bahis firmaları I’m at my best.” This was the first time that she had referred to having sex as a meeting but I inferred from this that the skating meeting that she attended each month around this time was for the same purpose.“Are you trying to get pregnant? I have difficulties understanding why you do it when you’re fertile. You must know what will happen.”“I told you that you wouldn’t understand and I have problems explaining it but I’ll try. It’s the feeling, the desire, the drive. My body takes me over and I just can’t deny it what it wants – no, what it needs.”She stopped as if looking for the right words. She was stumbling over how to express herself. “No, that’s not right. It is not what it wants or what it needs it’s more like what it must have. It’s not a choice that my mind makes. It’s a drive that my body forces onto me. You can’t understand it because I can’t explain it. I don’t want to do it but I have to and I don’t want to hurt you but I have to.”“Steve knew how I am and he takes advantage of that desperate desire that I have around my ovulation.” She hesitated for a while and then continued, “It works.” She stopped again then continued, “Yes, it works fine. I have to be satisfied so he organizes it so that I get my satisfaction and he makes money from it.”“Afterwards I come home and can get on with my life until next month.” Again, that delay. It felt like she was trying to think up an excuse but couldn’t find the words.“I’m not the only one, you know. He has others too. For a long time I thought that I was the only one. I thought that I had this sickness in me that was trying to destroy me, my relationships and my marriage but then I found out that I was not alone. There are other women just like me where he has destroyed them and they can’t be satisfied by normal men and he uses us all.”“At least he did use us all. He has had an accident and he will end up in a wheel chair. Someone ran him down. I thought it had to be you but the police say it happened while you were at kaçak bahis siteleri work. I’m glad because I didn’t want to lose you.”I had been stroking her body as she talked and had worked my way down to her pussy. Her panties were tight against her crutch and soaked. Some had escaped so that the inside of her thighs were wet and sticky.Her voice changed from one of describing an event as if discussing the weather or the news to soft and tender. Her eyes had a little glint in them like that of a young girl who was up to a mischief. Her voice had dropped an octave and in almost a whisper. “I know that it’s revolting, but I want you to lick me, you know, down there. I want my little cuckold husband to clean me up. Would you do that for me? It would prove to me that you still love me and that you forgive me.”I didn’t answer but kissed her again and then moved down to her crutch. More sperm had leaked from her panties than I had expected. Where normally her panties pulled into her pussy forming a lovely camel toe, on this occasion they were full and were bulging outwards as if under pressure. I rubbed my fingers under the elastic against her leg and more ran out. It was still in clumps. I knew that if left any time sperm became clear and runnier like thick water which told me that she had hurried home after the last man had finished in her.I removed her panties rubbing them up her crutch to take away some of the mess then pushed them under the bed out of sight with my foot for my later enjoyment. I placed my mouth on her crutch. She was gaping open like some hideous cave from a horror movie. Most of the sperm had been in her panties but there was ample left inside her.I could see her cervix which was also gaping open and pushing forward from the back of her hole as if to gobble up the male cream inside her. There were signs of blood inside as well.I started licking at the entrance and around the externals. She was humping her back and lifting her but as I worked. Her flaps were swollen and red reflecting the hammering they had obviously taken. I pushed my tongue up inside her and found that with my tongue fully extended I could touch the little hole that was the entry to her ovaries.She thrust forward and said, “Oh that feels nice.” I took my finger and placed it on the little hole and pushed.

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