I moved quickly to her with a questioning look. "Has she sustained any critical damage?" She has a minor concussion, and should be watched closely ove... the next two or three days. If anything like stiff neck, severe headache, repeated vomiting, difficulty speaking, unusual sleepiness or convulsions appear, please get her to the hospital. I suspect that she is OK and all X-rays look normal, but it is just a precaution to observe her carefully over the next few days. I will drop by to check on. Moving in and out of her cunt, licking the nectar she had given me to drink, Kim tugged on my rain-drenched hair. ‘Fuck me baby. I want your cock inside me.’ Rising from the mud, Kim ripped my shirt open exposing my chest. Taking her face into my hands, I kissed her passionately. Kim’s tongue moved inside my mouth, as she tasted her own juices. Reaching down, Kim opened my mud-covered jeans. Like the lightning all around us, my bulging cock shot into the fury of the storm seeking its release.. Dil hi dil men mainSochta tha keh kabhi is se meri shadi ho jaaye, aur jub doosriSaamnay aati thi to sochta tha, kaash is se ho . Meri mom ne kaha yeh nitinHai aur boht sharmeela larka hai waghera waghera. Hum gharWapis aa to gaye, magar reh reh kar mujhay woh haseen lamhaat yaadAa rahay thay. Mera jee baar baar chah raha tha keh abhi oon ke gharChala jaaoon aur oon ki maan se kahoon keh mujhay apnay ghar rakhLain.. Behehaal, aik din main ghar main akaila tha keh hamarayParaus ki aik larki ne. When I foundthe place . . . there they were: six girls. I hid behind a tree . . . I wantedto run, but I had to watch! Well, there the girls were . . . on their backs. . . there was blood on their tunics. And then it was just like the BrookNymphs: they . . . nipped them . . . nipped them . . . on their p-pussies!" ("No!No!" several in the audience cried. More than one covered her groin protectivelywith her hands. Brook Nymphs were one thing; but these were Warbler pussiesthat had been violated.).