"No. I'm going to replenish your supplies and give you two more tapes to watch." How long are you going to keep me here?" The rest of your life." Plea...e, David," she whimpered. "Let me go. I've been punished enough. Give me papers to sign. I'll admit what I did and ask for nothing in our divorce. Just let me go home."I said nothing."David, talk to me! Why are you doing this to me?"Again, I said nothing."You're demented, David. Someone will find me! I know Jeff must be looking for me." What did. Through all of this, she was squelching, squirming and obviously loving it and not wanting him to stop. He held her legs down with his arms while taking his fingers out of her pussy to feel the spray of her ejaculate. He could hear her deep screams that were followed by the liquid that she kept on spraying over him. This made Mitch start eating her pussy again and not letting any of the spray drops get away. She orgasmed three more times and felt absolutely exhausted. Yet her clit was still. “Don’t worry about it dude. It’s not like I haven’t seen a dick before, I’ve got one myself. Just put it away while I’m here” Colton said as calm and collective as he could. I totally was not expecting that reaction. I was expecting him to be freaked out and not talk to me anymore. “After getting that surprise when I walked in, I’m not going to be able to nap. I’m going to be scared for life!” He said in the most sarcastic tone I’ve ever heard.“Whatever dude!” I said, not being able to think of. That made sense, since I knew that with multiple births, most doctors refuse to do it any other way. I did tell Marilyn to ask her doctor what type of C-section she was getting, the traditional vertical cut, or the ‘bikini’ cut, which is lower down and runs the other direction. Recovery times are supposed to be better that way, and scarring is supposed to be a lot less, as well. She promised to ask.Doing it this way seemed to promise to be a way we could schedule things a lot better. She would.