“Y’all might wanna step out while I do this.”Yeah, okay, perhaps I don’t want to watch somebody abuse my husband’s dong. Deena and I stepped...outside.“He’s gonna be okay, ain’t he?” Deena said.I pulled up some of the confidence that Mom instilled in me. “He’ll be okay. They can fix just about everything these days.”The nurse stuck her head out. “He’s good now.”We went back in. Doctor showed back up. “We’re keeping him. We’ll move ‘im onto a ward where we can monitor him and wait until we see. I took one as a keepsake that year. A black one with thick mucus stains near the rear gusset is stashed in a zip lock bag to retain it's wonderful odor.The next year all she brought were those nice and frilly satin and lace ones. Man! I was in heaven. There is a certain property those satin fabrics have the amplifies a woman's pussy's scent. I still remember the first time I sniffed a woman's panties was when I was a teenager spending the weekend at my aunt's place. They were a very liberal and. As the goth girl passed, Andrea knew exactly who she would be next.Once the girl had past Andrea went back in her apartment and recited thespell, feeling the familiar pop.Regaining her sight the newly made goth girl almost ended her newly gothlife. She had been going down some stairs when the spell had beencompleted. She caught herself and was helped stay standing by herfriend."Are you ok?" Her friend asked out consideration.Looking up to her friend she said, "Yeah I'm fine, thanks."Things felt. And by golly, it ended up happening in our apartment on our bed. Laura and I stayed out the room while it all happened, but the thing that cracked us up was hearing Mom say, "My God, is that for real?" And the upshot of that session was that Mom and Dad made a new friend, Richie, and Mom learned that when a supergiant stuffed his cock inside her, it hurt. She wasn't devoid of sensation. Dad's cock just wasn't long enough to press against those pain nerves, and they ended up thinking that this.