Do what you have to do."I trailed Ron upstairs but took a detour to Mike's room. Peeking in, I saw the messed up bed and his clothes on the floor wher... he left them. Then my eyes opened wide. I ran into the room and grabbed my robe, throwing it under Mike's bed. And then it hit me -- my son hadn't come home. Sulking, I went to my bedroom and plopped onto the bed, physically tired and emotionally drained. I watched in silence as my husband put on a fresh set of clothes, feeling a pang when he. He felt like he was being torn apart, the pain seemed to come from his entire lower torso. He felt his ass ring being stretched, he knew it must be getting ripped.He was seeing light flashes of light as he react to the pain, his face was a tight mask, his lips pressed so tight together they were barely noticeable. Waves of hurt rolled through his body, sharp, ripping pain.He pictured the huge cock, he kept thinking it must all be in him, but he could feel it still moving deeper into his. "You certainly are not safe to drive." I think we can agree on that," I said with a smile.I made the call from my cell phone. "Jen it's me Max," I said."I know, what in the world do you want at eight in the morning on a Sunday?" she asked."I want you to come down here and spring me," I demanded."Do the doctor's know you are planning an escape?" she asked."I'm trying to tell them now," I admitted."Maxine have you even walked around yet?" she asked."No, Jennifer but trust me I can walk around my. Woh aab tadap rahi thi. Jor jor se. “Le meri kutiya aur chahiya naa tujhe meri randi. Chal aab apna pani nikal meri kutiya. Nikal de randi,” easa bolte hue usne apna sara pani mera muh pe nikal diya.Main uska pani pine laga aur fir usko ghumaya aur uske sath uska sarila pani share karne laga aur choot katane laga. Woh randi boli, “Waah mera raja saale tune mera pani bohot jaldi nikal diya kutte.”Me- Haa meri kutiya. Jab teri jaise randi ho mera paass toh fir aisa kyu nahi ho sakta. Chal kamini.