That should do it, except for a longer period of physical therapy after her release to build up her leg muscles again. She’ll also have a scar on he... thigh for the rest of her life, but from what I hear she can be proud of it. She’s not the first gunshot victim we’ve sewn back together who rated the label of hero ... or I should say heroine.”The doctor walked me back to the waiting room, and then took two of the girls for a peek at Elsa, and then a minute or two later, the other two. There. I love him. When you love, nothing hurts." The words came out automatically. They weren't true, but she couldn't say that he had hurt her, that she remembered the pain and soreness, the curses and the interminable attacks Allen had made upon her the past week."That's good," Bob said, sinking back and crossing his legs. "It's important, very important, that you only feel love-nothing else." I understand." But she didn't. She didn't understand why she was saying the things she had said. She. Feeling the smooth silkiness of my stockings. Your hand glides over my knees and up my thighs. I feel your fingers gently slide over my pussy, giving me tingles. Im getting so much hotter and it only makes me want you more and more. We get to the hotel after what seemed like forever.We check into our room and it doesn't take you anytime to remove my coat. You love what You see underneath. You start kissing me. Gently at first but then with passion and want. You start rubbing me and feel the. They brought their fingers to their lips. The twins tasted the other’s passion, plunging digits into lips, cheeks hollowing, bodies shuddering.“Good, right?” I groaned, slamming my dick down my daughter’s throat over and over.“Yes, Mother,” they said in unison.“You need to eat each other’s pussies. Get off those panties and feast on each other. Sixty-nine!”Their eyes widened. Then they nodded, moving with the burgeoning passion of underage sluts wanting to taste more of the forbidden fruit I.