That day morning, while cutting vegetables, she cut her left hand and there was a bandage on her left hand.That night, I was thinking about how to fuc... my sexy chachi, but I had no clue. Then I masturbated and slept off. The next day morning at 8, she came and woke me up and said –Chachi: I need help from you.Me: Yes chachi, tell me.Chachi: I have to go to the washroom, but I cannot wipe my ass as my hand is still paining.Me: It won’t look good I guess. (My internal feeling “Wow the. "Hello again Harry. Who's this?"Claire bristled slightly. She'd met Mrs Jenkins at least half a dozen time, most recently when Mrs Jenkins had specifically asked for her name, to write her up for uniform non-compliance. Harry didn't notice this at all, and simply introduced her as "a friend." I'm his girlfriend, actually." Claire added. "We're dating." "Good for you. What can I do for the pair of you?"Harry glanced nervously at Claire, who widened her eyes insistently and nodded. He wasn't sure. One of them was me," he admitted. "I was drunk, he said she was fine with it. I believed him. I saw her a few days later." Yes, yes, yes. You shouted at me, threatened me. She was a slut who'd put out for anyone," Connor interrupted."She looked like shit," Phil said to Hope as though Connor weren't there."She's... better," Hope assured him. "She's not over it, completely, but she's getting there." That's good." You should be getting there too," Connor told Phil, throwing a shoe at him as Connor. He reached down and started stimulating her clit with his thumbs. “Fuck Robbie, that feels so good! Don't stop, don't stop....” she exclaimed as she felt an orgasm coming on. In the short time that they had been fucking, she had experienced several mind blowing orgasms. This one felt like it too would be a strong one. She yelled that she was close to cumming, begging him rub her clit harder and harder. She soon threw her head back as her orgasm overtook her as she started spilling her cum.