Her womb, we cannot move. It is just too badly torn. It looks like her sphincter will be operating normally in a few days. We have tried to salvage as...much of her vaginal area as we can. We really need the DNA if you can find a relative. Like I feared earlier, her mind is gone. I don’t think she will ever recover that part, but I have been wrong before. Children are very resilient, she may be fine after everything is done, but so far her brain is not responding properly. She has essentially. "But Susan resisted. "Be there in a minute," she said as she looked at Jeff. That prick is sitting there knowing I have to thank him. Why didn't I do it in my suite? Now I have to do it with everyone listening. Still, the only ones here are his ... so-called wives. I might as well get it over with.Walking over to Jeff, she took a breath to say her little speech when Jeff's hand shot up and grabbed her neck, pulling her down to him? His mouth took possession of hers for a good fifteen seconds,. And before she could ask me anything more, a noise of the door closing and opening came. Parul had returned home. He called out to his wife, “Bidisha?”. She put her hand on my lips, and she replied, “I am here baby, taking a bath”. He said, “Bidisha, there is an emergency at work, I just came to take my suitcase, I am going back to the office”. To which Bidisha replied, ok. And then before leaving Parul asked, “Bidisha, do you know where, Bond is?”. My heart started pacing, and then Bidisha. Carol may have been the "plain-Jane" in the group, but she had the finest ass of the three in the room. It was a perfect shape, size, and no flab on it, just a beautiful ass. Her hair was light blonde and was almost waist length, beautiful hair. Her tits were fairly small, my kinda size actually, and almost looked like a 14 year old that had never finished developing – absolutely perfect boobs, very pronounced nipples that were already large, swollen and ripe. Well, maybe only her hairdresser.