The advantage of him being in a c*** for 6 weeks, allowed for the healing of the broken bones. They weren't completely healed, but it was looking much...better than when Bryce came in after the accident. We ended up staying in Denver for another month and a half, we celebrated his birthday there at the hospital, we got to dance sort of. Bryce was in a wheelchair at the time, still not able to walk. The hospital staff got him some birthday cake and ice cream, and that night for the first time. ’ Now Chloe was getting angry. Way too angry. Angry her judgment was clouded. ‘No! This is why!’ The very second Chloe dropped her pajama bottoms she regretted it. Her cock hung semi flaccidly in the open air. Nearly 8 inches long, the thick rod slowly kept engorging, rising to meet Gigi’s gaze. ‘Oh my god!’ Chloe panicked and started to pull her pants back up but Gigi stopped her. ‘Oooh this is why? You know we’ve never had a 3C before.’ Gigi stated while slinking to her knees. 3C: another. He obliged and walked over to me, immediately kissing me hard and squeezing my legs. I could feel his snake bites rubbing into my lips and I grabbed the collar of his shirt and tore it off of his body. I looked at his tattooed chest and moaned as I felt his hand wander up my skirt slowly letting his nails rake against my inner thighs. He pushed my head aside and I felt him sink his teeth into my neck causing me to shutter in the ecstasy he was causing in my body. He reached down and tore my. ‘Your grade is very important.’ I smiled as his hand moved slowly up and down my thigh. ‘I might have to fail you…’ He lifted my skirt high enough to see my white lace panties. ‘Unless you were to prove you deserve to pass.’ ‘And how do you want me to prove that, Mr. Atkins,’ I teased, opening my legs a little. I bit my bottom lip as I watched his hand disappear in between my legs. He just lightly touched the fabric of my panties, lingering at the crotch of them, moving his finger up and down..