The message was crystal clear to me. If I didn't go back andsee him again, he was going to tell all my friends and mom about mysecret. He'd probably m...ke sure they saw the pictures and video as well.I was screwed!Mentally, I was torn between being scared to death that he'd telleveryone I knew and excited about going back for more of what had inhonesty been an incredible night. The combination of the two made up mymind for me. So, when my mom went to bed shortly after I got home, Iquickly went. I rubbed my penis between them as I watched her stare at it. "Give it to me!!." she exclaimed, and I explode onto her cleavage, her neck, her chin, and on one of her cheeks. "Christ !!!," she yelled, "Keep pumping it!!" She got of the bed, and wiped herself of with a hand towel which was on the nightstand. Despite the fact I had just ejaculated, the sight of her BBW figure wearing only the slip and heels made me hard again, so I began to masturbate as she wiped herself. She turned and said,. She did blubber her level of stress, however.“Hospital—now!” she gasped. Her bag was already packed and in the car. One-point-five minutes later we were on the road: I’d had to all but carry her out to the car. Eleven minutes after gunning my Toyota’s more than reliable power train we pulled into the emergency bay of Milton C. Armistead Memorial.She was taken up to the second floor immediately by half smiling nurses who seemed in a hurry to me but not especially concerned. Well I sure as hell. ” John took in a stretcher, and laid it down beside one of the girls. The healer told her, “This is Chief John. He is going to have you transported to where you get well again. We need to see if this contraption is comfortable for you. We will move you on to it and lift you up.” They did that, and she did not moan; in fact tried to help herself in the move. John directed the healer, and they both lifted together, and the girl was lying in the stretcher between them. John asked her, “Is that.