As he finally cleared the shadows I was able to make the faint recognition as one of my wife’s former co-workers. “What a show,” the man said, shaking me slightly, “but we’re only half done. Slowly it twisted out more and more until finally slithering into the folds of my wife’s juicy pig-like pussy. She squatted slightly as her pussy let loose it’s own torrent of piss to mix in the pig pen mud. “I’m glad you are all finally awake,” the man in the white lab coat says looking at everyone in the room, “although that’s also a little on our part since we’ve been keeping you all in medically induced comas until the time was right. Almost as if by instinct a low moan issued out past the gag in my mouth and a sense of pure euphoria ripped through my brain. Then he asked me if I wanted to see the best part.
