“No they had you turned in the seat and had pulled you up when you did,” she assured me.I nodded and sighed with relief. “Good. I worried about ...hether I’d left a mess in your car.”“Nope, just your bike,” she assured me with a giggle as she opened the door of the car for me to get in the passenger seat.Instead of hopping, I tried the crutches and found the transition blessedly smoother. There were still jolts of pain, but they were much more manageable than if I’d hopped to the car. I buckled. Then they were pulled upwards and this pain was unbearable. I kept on crying and wanted to get out of cuffs. But I was tied tightly and there was nothing I could do. While in pain I felt my pussy being opened roughly and someone started licking it badly. The tongue kept on going inside my hole and pushed harder. The pain and this licking, I couldn’t take it. After a while I released and my husband fucked me again.After getting off the lady took me to mirror and showed me the results. She said. . had to rebuild your face," Christian told me. "You were pretty banged up." I was?" I touched my face and it felt the same as it always had. "What do I look like?"A sudden sense of panic filled me, as it would anyone, and I search his eyes for some sense of revulsion."The same as you did before," he said with a reassuring smile. "You're still very cute." Oh." I blinked and blushed and looked down."Cute." The doctor nodded his head, offering me that sweet, teasing laugh of his and I kinda liked. I was standing back trying to pretend I was reading a book and had the biggest hard-on watching my wife getting her tits touched by this black man out in public. Karen kept kissing him and I could see his tongue coming out and entering Karen's mouth.Then I noticed they were playing with a strawberry lubricant. He would put some on his finger than into his mouth and Karen would suck it off his tongue. This playing back and forth went on for quite some time.When the store closed Karen asked the.