There was a red headed woman in the room. She was about 5'7" with a reasonably well shaped figure. Her green eyes turned in surprise on Diane. The wom...n was dressed in a hospital green gown, with no shoes, stockings, or other acouterment. She'd been brushing her hair.She was very pretty, thought Diane. Her full red lips were incredibly moist and well shaped. Diane stepped forward, reaching for the woman's hands."Hello pretty," came a sweet cotton candy voice, melting in her ears. She could. . happened, and I... I was a spectator."After Anne brought their coffee, they sat in silence thinking about what they'd done. Stan sipped his coffee, then continued, "I'm not very good at talking about things, Anne. So please, if this doesn't come out in a way you can understand, tell me before you turn on me, huh?"Anne smiled. "Okay! I'll give you a warning." I was wrong, Anne. I was wrong all along, but I didn't realize the depth of the feeling I had, or even understand what it was. Me and. Your balls slap my chin, the feeling only heightening your impending explosion.Holding my head further onto you , the crescendo is nearing."yes slut, take it all"With that you release, pumping your seed deep down my throat, making me try to gasp for air but finding none.You stiffen completely as you squeeze out the last drop into me.You look down and see your spunk beginning to overflow, so with your fingers you push it back into my mouth."All of it my sweet"I blink through tears as you. Mem boli nahi sir inhone tu meri help ki hai tab jake meri jaan may jaan aai mene mem ko kaha ki mem aap apane ghar par phone karake bata du ki mera exident ho gaya hai but mem boli nahi mere phone karane se ghar wale tension may aa jayege me bola ke phir kaya karna hai mem boli ki mera nam poojaOr aap mere ko bar 2 mem mat bolo may tu aapse kafi chuti hon then mene pooja ko kaha ke esa karte hai kI aap hospital ki van leke apne ghar cahol may aapki scorty ko aapke ghar lay aata hun tab pooja.