I was very happy and don’t know what to speak.Dad: now tell me darling what can we do with this dog?Me: Dad!! did you beat him?Dad: not much honey. ...ust a few punches and slap. I just left him so that you should seeMe: well. Dad, please don’t hurt him more. I think he got enoughDad: how can I let a dirty pig that spoiled my little baby without beating?Me: that’s true dad. But first, delete the videos and pics in the mobile phone.Dad: he is never going to have his phone back. I will keep it. Fuck! I thought why am I on cam I need that cock inside me! “pull down your shorts –let me see all of it” I typed, he slid his shorts down to his knees and I sank 2 fingers into my pussy, spreading my legs wide with my pussy pointing at the cam, “WANK IT!!” I wrote and he didn’t need asking twice, his eyes were fixed to the screen as I worked my fingers in and out, his tool filling my screen as I watched him rub along its length. “harder, faster” I typed as I could feel myself ready to orgasm,. Most of the ER staff were involved in a game of poker using EKG leads for chips.In her 8 bed critical care unit, only 6 were filled. Of the six, 5 were on vents and drugged into a stupor. But one had a guy that would actually be discharged in the morning. He was only still here because the floor didn't have a spot for him yesterday. He was youngish for this unit too - 44. The only family Rita had met were his folks. No wife, no kids. Danny had wondered aloud if he was gay, with a wink.At 3:05 a. “Neither of us wants that, right? But if it’s necessary…?”“Then I’ll do what I need to do to keep us safe,” I assured him. “Now, it’s well after midnight, Pete. I need to go to sleep. I’m exhausted.”“I’m not surprised.”“And I have to get up at six-thirty.”“I’m back on duty at eight-thirty,” he told me, his breathing still coming in soft pants. “Break-out groups.”I yawned both with tiredness and at the prospect of such a dull morning.“Maybe sleeping on it will help. When will you be home.