There seemedlittle I could do though since he had my keys and I wasn't goinganywhere without them. At no time did it strike me as funny that hehad sai... he was concerned for my welfare yet seemed willing to giveme something to drink and then presumably allow me to drive home.I reluctantly got out and headed for his front door. I was in heelsbecause it hadn't even occurred to me to slip them off. They sunkinto the grass which made walking in heels that much more difficultand trying to stay on the. I struggled and struggled, fighting to open my eyes. With a great effort, I forced my eyes open.Where am I? Paradise?No, Paradise wouldn't smell so antiseptic.Then I saw my father glowering down at me. I looked down, and saw the hospital gown covering me. I didn't die, I realized with a sinking feeling. Why was I still alive? I glanced again at my father; hatred and shame burned in his eyes.He knows. He knows my great shame. I wilt beneath the intensity of his gaze, looking away. My mother sat. Under normal circumstances, she would have stuck the landing, but instead, she collapsed and found herself on all four on the jungle floor. Right. That was why she never did acrobatics bra-less. It was difficult enough to account for the weight of her massive breasts when they were safely tucked inside one of her specially designed tops, but with them swinging wildly without any kind of support, it was almost impossible to predict how their load would pull her off balance at her next movement.. “Baby, you worry too much! Chris is my EX husband. He’s old news!”“And do all your exes grab your ass like that?”“Babe, I was married to the guy and we are still very close friends. I swear it means nothing. You act like he hasn’t already been all up in my ass,” Ashley laughs after saying this.“Oh is that so?” I respond with a half shocked, half smirked face. I admit my cock twitched when I heard her say that. “Aww baby please stop worrying. Get back on this wall and let me ease your mind.”With.