We see the pretty dresses she is holding. "Aren't these the prettiestdresses you have ever seen sweetie?" Miley and I look at them and all Isee is me ...ocus on not peeing."Why don't we go in the dressing room and try these on?" I see Pennystaring at me. "Or does this outfit look to girly or to childish for yousweetie?"I look up at Penny staring at the outfits in her hand, but I do not knowhow to tell my wife I am going to wet my diaper if I don't get to abathroom right this second. How do I tell. But Jen was past the point of resisting. She was panting with excitement, barely able to stifle her moans.Vic was good at eating pussy. He pulled one of Jen's legs over his shoulder, and pulled her even closer to him. As he assaulted her clit with his tongue, he inserted two fingers into her wet pussy and began to finger fuck her. She wrapped her hands around Vic's head and ground her pussy into his face. She felt out of control. Her orgasm was building. Vic sensed that, and he reached up and. She shouldn’t be letting a Black man do this to her. But it was feeling so good and he was so strong and she was so weak. He started frigging her pussy through her panties while increasing the passion of their kissing. She realized her pussy was sopping wet! But then he reached under her panties and inserted a finger right in her pussy and started to finger fuck her! She had never let a boy do that to her before. She tried to stop him. She said no. But he didn’t listen. Finally she just gave up. I ended up assigned to physical therapy twice a week, and the first day was uneventful. My therapist, Gretchen, was very patient and compassionate considering what would have to be done to get me back to normal. Gretchen is tall, with light brown hair, usually braided down her back. Even those scrubs she wears cannot hide how toned her body is. She explained that subsequent visits would include exercises along with some manual therapy on my upper thigh.No problem, right? Except that it requires.