The leg was another matter."We want you to start physiotherapy tomorrow, Ian," the doctor said, finally showing a slightly human side. "Our facilities...are quite modern and trained therapists are there to guide you through the restoration of your knee. I won't kid you and tell you that it will be easy. While the ligaments weren't badly torn, they were severely crushed by the blow from a heavy, blunt object ... the sign I assume. I expect you are in for at least four to six weeks of therapy.. But one days miracle happened.Mai apna phone message padne ke liye uthata hu to dekhta hu ki mere whatsapp par priya bhabhi ka msg tha ki aaj rat ghar aana husband nhi rhenge .Second msg with a sexy night dress photo ki aaj ye pahan ke hawas ka nanga khel khelenge.I was shocked.Thodi der bad message aata hai ki sorry ye message dusre rohan ke liye tha .But meri to kismat khul chuki thi. Dusre din jab wo bahar park mai mili to maine himmat krke puch liya ki wo message kis ke liye the aur aapka. "Hurry the hell up! My cock's already going crazy at the sight of so much tail!"Mikki listened to them shuffle their feet in frustration and anticipation. She listened to them gasp and pant as they watched the sensual scene before them. She sucked, then blew, feeling the blonde approaching an orgasm. Her own pussy was towing and shimmering with frenzied delight. The gasps of the women began to mingle with the panting of the men. The circle throbbed and pulsed around the floor. Low groans came. ”Once we settled in the den, I noticed there was no “dessert”.“Aunt Courtney, I would be glad to go to the kitchen and bring in the dessert.”“No my fine fellow, that won’t be necessary, for you are the dessert.”I didn’t know what she meant, but admittedly I liked the sound of this.Aunt Courtney continued, “I would like you to perform for us. If you do, it will be more than worth your time.”Perform, what could she possibly mean?“What is it you would like me to do? I am a man of few.