”I grunted an acknowledgement. The phone rang and I picked it up. “Hello?”“Carl, it’s John McCain. You’ve heard about the rocket attack?�...“That’s why I’m calling. How bad is it?” I asked him.“Terrible! One missile slammed directly into a hospital in downtown Adana. What the explosion didn’t destroy is now on fire. There are going to be hundreds dead!” he reported.“Oh, crap! John, you need to talk to Erdogan. Tell him we are sorry and promise that we will help with rebuilding the hospital.. He would have to share Sylvia with her. And, to cap it off, Velma could continue her hot action on the side with her horny boyfriend and his daughter.What was she waiting for?The address! Was it 123 Sutton Drive, Apartment 1? Or 121 Sutton Drive, Apartment 3? She should have written it down!After living with a man who made all her decisions for her for so many years, including when to wash her pussy and wag her overripe ass, Velma was not big on efficiency.But when she finally moved, it was. Then they split my ass and applied the gel. I was wondering whether they were going to fuck me (I told Ashok am not keen on getting fucked ).Then I felt something being inserted into my hole. I was sure it was a cock. I tried to move away but to no luck. And so, I wanted to shout at Ashok. But for some reason, I didn’t. I felt it go in slowly inch by inch slowly back and forth with more lubes.Then I felt my hole being stretched with each push and pull. I was slowly screaming or rather moaning. *****At the grocery store:"Thank you Mr. Jennings. That will be $5.50." Sure Abdulla."As Steve pulled out the money, he all of the sudden became sick and had to puke. He ran to the bathroom and barely made it to the toilet. Feeling better, he picked up his groceries and left.Back home, his wife pushed away the food and ran to the bathroom. She then went to bed. After he was sure she was asleep, he went to the bathroom and made a self-examination. His nipples had become extremely sensitive and.