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The week innocent rolled into Wednesday, the markers still perfectly legible but lightening…and the hickey’s were slowly subsiding into yellowish obscurity, even though there were scabs on the bite marks, the irritation around them was gone. Felt has though by the weekend at least my upper torso would be close to normal…the writing might take a little bit more time. This healing also was tempering my anger at my son…and somehow validating my reaction based on self-victimization. Over deepthroat night, I woke up covered in sweat…it was dream…no it was a nightmare…well maybe not from how wet my vagina was. The dream was of Kyle having his way with me…in all my orifices…including anally. The one area that has been off limits to anyone…it has never been sloppy blowjob violated, my ass was still a virgin…in my dream I had begged Kyle to take it…and just before I woke up, I had rolled over in my dream and my belly was swollen as if I was almost full term pregnant. The words, “This body belongs to Kyle” was tattooed in *********** under my extruded belly…. written in marker on my belly, “Kyle’s baby”. Took me a minute to catch pov my breath…what did it mean? The baby thing brought me back to reality though…at forty years old, do not think getting pregnant was in the cards. Also, no way was I going to give up my ass…to anyone. The other stuff…well it was too late for that, he already had those. The next day at work, the dream kept coming back…unconsciously I even searched for information about over 40 pregnancies. Why, I do not know…but then, by my own mistake, I left teen the browser on. My boss and friend saw it. I went down to the firebox and deepthroat grabbed sloppy blowjob $800 and handed it to Dakota, who gave me a kiss. “Rees! She went over to him while drank some water. She flashed him a big smile. Now that I had a mission to accomplish, and I was in the privacy of my own home without anyone else around, it didn’t even occur to me that I was dressed in women’s attire. Remove your actual feelings about it, and that stuff gets me off. I’m a fucking sleazy slut. I’m not hungry and I don’t want all those people staring at me.” The only problem with pov that was that the plan worked a little too well and the two of them ended up fucking around behind Bella’s back. But now here he innocent was, one lording over him. Pleasure spilled through me. It was incredible feeling her tight asshole rising teen up my cock.