"I think I'm ok." Her husband tried to give her a kiss but the doctor held him back. "Hold on Mr. Smith, you want to wait a few hours for the sedativ... to wear off." Scott just nodded. Ginger took his hands into her's. "Hey sweetey, how do I look?" "You look good honey, you'll look even better when the scars heal. The doctor took Ginger's other hand to help her sit up on the bed. "Mrs. Smith the operation was successfull you have beautiful 34 C breasts....I need you to go home get some rest. Tough! My sis and I worked out a deal whereby I would hold the two pieces of folded fabric together while she pushed the needle through, using a big thimble. What a way to bond with your sister. Dad inspected every stitch and we surprisingly never had to re-stitch any of it. The next process is doping, and I don't mean smoking some weed. It involves putting multiple coatings of something that sort of smells like strong shellac, called aircraft dope, over the fabric, with some sanding on the. Aur dukh v ho rha tha…Wo boli bus 2 min aise rhna babu…Fr m rukha rha jab wo apni kamr uthayi m samjh gaya fir m dhakke lagne laga fir m dheer dheere aur bhabhi …..Aaaahh mere rajja …..Way ….Mere sher ……Kya dhakkka lagta h …..Laga mere sher …….Kya mast lund h tera …..Bus mujhe aise hi chodta rhna…M tere bin mar jaungi mere raja….. Kitta tadpaya h maine tujhe….Aaj meri chut ka bhosda bana de……Mere raja sara ras chus le …Aise hi wo chilaati rhi mujhe laga m jhadne wala hu ….To maine apna lund. There is a bit of exhibitionist in me, and I find it exciting to go nude, particularly when there is a portal through which a voyeur can watch and enjoy me showing off. I was already fully erect when I heard someone enter the adjacent booth and shift the chair. My excitement built at the thought of being watched as I stroked myself in the raw, illuminated by the dim glow of the video screen. I knew I was being watched. Soon a finger of a white male came through the hole and made a "come here".