Moving along the path toward the window she grabs the wheelie bin and pulls it behind her stopping under the head height 18 inch square window. No pr...blem she thinks I can get in there and with that she clambers up on top of the bin and lifts the catch then pulls the frame outward. Now here is the tricky bit she thought, she has to hold the window with one hand but the catch is flopping about and she has to hold it with the other hand, this means going through the opening head first and. I was operated and discharged in 5 days, but I was still bedridden for at least a month, fairly helpless to feed myself or bath or even to use the rest room. And of course, she offered to help me as she was my best friend. My parents accepted happily, without thinking of the potential issue that may arise. They knew her and trusted her, and that solved the dilemma. I was still grumpy, happy to be alive, and in pain everywhere.Mom stayed with me for a week and later, it was completely her. Dad. I could hardly refuse and so she went inside and got two cold drinks and a picnic blanket to sit on. So there we were sitting in the garden, sitting on a blanket chatting away. Michelle sat facing me with her legs slightly parted, the fabric of her bikini bottoms haven ridden up between her pussy lips. It left little to the imagination and I found it hard not to just stare. It was a lovely sight, two soft, plump lips covered with a light dusting of what looked like freshly shaved hair – this. The puppy lapped at them, and the girl moaned and shook against the plush breasts and hard nipples at her back as she felt the tickle of her mother’s nibbling and whispering at her ear and cheek. Sam’s rough, warm tongue slapping against her sensitive nipples made her gasp and whimper.“Ohhhh mommy!” she cried softly as she quivered against her mother’s fingers, which were now slipping into the warm, wet slit of her young cunt. “Mother, I am getting soooo slippery and itchy down there!” she.