" Jenn, please. You have to help me," cried Reese, as he beganpanicking. "What am I going to do now? What the fuck is going on here?" Excuse me Miss,"...said the nurse, barging in now. "You'll need to leaveand give us a moment please." Oh, sorry," said Jenn, wiping a tear from Reese's cheek. "I'll beright outside Reese." Reese, relax," said the nurse. "Screaming will not be tolerated!" I can't fucking do this," screamed Reese. "Don't you understand. I'min pain and I've fucking had it. Get these. "Hi Lisa, replied Claire, "why did you pretend not to recognise me when you arrived?"Looking over at her partner Lisa said, "That's Paul my husband. I thought I would bring him with me today to see if we can all have some fun. I haven't yet told him about yesterday and thought if I pretended not to know you we could really surprise him." So what have you told him you're doing now?" asked Claire."Oh I just said that I would ask you if you might have some spare sun-lotion as I forgot to bring. Her great tits. They groped each other for a minute or two, and then she took his hand and led him upstairs to her room. This was getting to be a routine for our Nellie. Again, she stripped down and let him watch. She could see something getting hard in his chinos. When she was completely naked she stuck a finger into her cunt, got some juice and put it into his mouth. He sucked on it and then stripped himself. His wang was about 6 inches. Good enough to do the job she was thinking. She wanted. She screamed and struck furniture. And when she was spent she laid flat on her front on the bed, burying her face into her pillow.Five minutes later and there was a tentative knock on the door. Key word there: tentative. No god does tentative except for one. “Come in” Athena lifted her chin and called out.The guest opened the door just as tentatively as she knocked upon it. “Sister, are you calm?”Athena twisted her head to the side facing the goddess of love. “I’m calmER”“May I speak with you?”.
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