This is Doctor Browning."Sara eyes squinted open as she could barely make out the smiling face of her SR surgeon. "The operation was a complete succes... dear. You're going to be fine. You have a friend here waiting to see you. I'll send her in but she can only stay for a moment. Now get plenty of rest, and I'll look in on you later."Sara managed a groggy thank you or at least she hoped she did, as the surgeon's face left to be replaced by a soft touch and a smile she'd been longing to see. Prue. He pulled them apart and spanked my open cunny with the flat of his hand. I gasped as the pain was too much. A massive scream erupted from me, and the pain was so bad that I must have fainted. I awoke to find myself on Grandpas lap – as he stroked my hair and told me that I was a good girl for taking the punishment. I looked around the room for my mum and found her sitting on my father’s lap on the sofa, he was still playing with her nipples, her top now pulled down showing her titties as. I think." Okay." She shifted over one chair. "There're your five hands. Showme what you can make out of them."Arnie moved around to her old seat. "Can I use straights and flushes?" Go ahead. Just don't start thinking that it'll make the game anyeasier."Now Arnie studied the cards. "Hey, here's one." He moved five of thecards together, a queen-high straight. "And another." He combinedfour 7s and a jack. "And another, yet; full house, 4s and aces." You still need two more."He stared at. She felt the grip of her vaginal walls; she just knew how to hold cock. She luxuriated in his stiff heavy wood; she wanted to feel impaled, taken, owned, a pleasure slut in the moment. Self discipline was for the track, her sexual ego was for self release. Erica was happy for her pussy to be mannequin doll to Bernard’s meat puppeteer. Still as Bernard eased her over she knew the premier event was ordained to begin. She held treasured in memory her arsehole being filled in the infirmary.Bernard.