” So I asked why what happened. She didn’t reply to anything. Again one day I started this topic and she was hesitating to tell. Finally, she said...that her husband was gay and no one in their family knows it.So he won’t fuck her at all. Till now he didn’t even touch her. I had nothing to tell her. So I said ok. She said, “What is ok? Who will satisfy me, will you ?” I was shocked by seeing that text. I replied I am not that lucky to satisfy you.She said, “No you are lucky, you have everything. Now I was terrified. What the heck is going on here. Yesterday I was living in this house, or one almost exactly like it, with my mom. Now my room, or one almost exactly like it, is now a girls room. And here I am in that girls bed very much naked. And she hasn't said a word!Feeling like a deer in headlights I can only watch and hope that this is all a misunder--And she's getting undressed!Rather, she's changing into her uniform most likely. But still! I can't stay silent any more."Excuse me?". So I didn’t blame myself for making my hip worse by remaining mobile enough to kill the bad guys and save the good girl. I’d be willing to answer to god for that decision, but not to anyone else. It just was what it was, with no going back.Doing all that just added to the amount of scar tissue. Which was what made the mobility of the fake joint questionable. The answer seemed to be wait for the new wound to heal, then go back in and clean up the first surgery. Not the best of all outcomes, but. She said yes please i have been a very bad (saloppe ce soir ) even a whore , she got on her belly brought her knees under her to get her ass up and to her encouragements to punish his saloppe and how good it felt he proceded to spank her good and hard . When it was over she said (‘ i have to find a way to get Denis to do that to me ‘) He left , she put 2 pillows under her inserted the dildo in her cunt and started to slowly hump her hips . ( She did that to me after.