The trucking company paid all the hospital bills but my precious angel was in for a long recovery period. I put all of my work on hold so I could look...after my daughter in the hospital and then at home. We both missed her mother very much and we spent many tearful evenings comforting each other. Kim was not able to go right back to school so I arranged with the school to home school her in her subjects. I could afford to do this since the trucking company came through with a sizeable settlement. .Me ik dafa phr hazar ho apni story k sht ye is story ka 3 part ha jo k baht darda nak ha ku k is me gand ki sel totany ka par0mis ho gaPhlye part me mjye baht acha response mila jis ny mjye agresive kia k me sub kuch btao jo bki b ha thank you so much to response my story + agr koi anuty ya larki merye sy satisfy hna chahti ha to contct me and my f.B uzar name is ah2221N0w story par ata ho meri chache(naseem) jo meri rakhel bn chuki the jis k bo0bs ka size 36 or rang sawla tha uuufff me fida. "My, My, My" she said..."you're really built well."I turned slightly, to acknowledge her compliment and that's when her one hand found my cock through my painter's pants."Oh My" she exclaimed. "You're REALLY built well, aren't you?"I didn't know what to say so I just cleared my throat."Why don't you just stand up there for a bit" Rhonda suggested, "it seems that you're at the perfect height."There I was, standing on the platform of a painter's stool, holding my paint and my brush, as Rhonda. .." Red moaned loudly as her hips pumped into the table. She shoved both hands underneath her body and between her legs as long slender fingers roughly rubbed her throbbing cunt. Smaller orgasms continued and rolled through her body like earth tremblors, finishing her off. Red laid quivering in a sheet soaked puddle of her juices, savoring the moment. Her writhing about had exposed her lower body from the waist down and everyone on that end of the table got a real treat as droplets of her.