I showed you the card because Abby needs a liver transplant.”“What, what are you saying?” Scott questioned.“Everyone, Abby isn’t dead. Howev...r, she will be if she doesn’t receive a new liver within the next several hours.”“Abby’s still alive?” Scott exclaimed loudly.“Yes, she is for now. Her gallbladder lies below her liver and may be damaged and might need repairing or removal. If necessary, we can live without our gallbladder. She has several broken ribs which will heal and a few other bumps. ”“Make it happen, I haven’t had another woman for months.”“Glad you like the idea baby. She can pleasure you first, then you can blow me while I kiss and lick the nipples on her big tits. You love an audience and you like showing off your talents while another woman watches.”Usually after four or five orgasms I am ready to squirt but I want to tease my man - and myself - by making him wait twenty minutes.However, watching him stroke his big thick cock and visualizing the women - and men - I. I know what you’re going through. I too had fallen for a married man before my marriage. If it weren’t for Dad and Bua’s intervention to get me married quickly, I would’ve been ruined. Look at me now, I’ve my own home, a family, a child. This is what a woman needs, to be happy. Listen to me. Forget Shyam Bhai and look forward to your future.’ Savita gently admonished her. Kajal was a young girl barely in her teens when Savita’s affair had come to light, followed by her quick marriage to. I hoped that Ambika’s and her helpers would rescue me in time. With my silk-swathed mouth and nose pressed against my captor’s yoni I was only too aware how vulnerable I was. Her hands were stroking the silk around my head. Sometimes those hands would pull me hard against her, cutting off my breath. If she wanted to kill me now I was completely helpless wrapped tightly in layers of silken saris. Even the jolts as the palanquin bearers turned corners and mounted steps were a risk to me because.