I was happy and I couldn’t tell why. My step picked up a little as trumpets blared into my ears and I could feel the vibrations from it in my chest....‘If you just press your fingers down under my skin/Lift up, dig up, lift up, dig up and bleed for me/I say, I’ll bleed if you ask me/I’ll bleed if you ask me/That’s when, that’s when, he said no/What’s the business, yeah/Don’t take my life away/Don’t take my life away.’ Once again the music faded away. I was more than halfway there and I was so. “Henry,” I said looking over his stomach. It was one of those stomach you would see on models, almost as if it was airbrushed onto him. It was almost amazing enough to make me lose my train of thought, but I regained them. “I am really scared.” “Do you not want to do this.” He asked me with a sad worried look on his face. “I do not want to force you into something that you do not want to do. I am so sorry Abby, I should have known better.” Henry looked me over one time and then reached down to. Majgen felt how ill Baglian’s patients were, how severely they suffered before his treatment, and how immense the improvement was after every session. Seeing the effects of Baglian’s work, she understood that an educated mentarion was an invaluable therapeutic tool. In the past Majgen had never been able to respect a Femaron simply for what the uniform represented. Now, however, after five years of living as a mentarion, Majgen began to think of Femarons as valuable. Baglian relaxed between. He then put her legs up on his shoulders to get her spread further apart as he wanted to fuck her cunt deep and hard. He rammed her hole in and out with his huge cock taking her deep and rough. Soon he was ready to cum so he thrust in hard and deep one last time as he filled her cunt with his warm cum. He then layed very still with his head on her tits to rest one moment.Soon he rolled her over on her stomach and raised her ass in the air. She had a great round ass and he wanted to fuck it.