“Mom was in a wreck. They want me at the hospital, it’s… it’s serious.” Jenna gathered up their things as Connor tried to process the events. “Come on, I’ll drive you.” “No, I can’t ask that… alright yeah…” Jenna ran to her apartment and put on a pair young of shorts and a T-Shirt and met Connor at her car. The little hospital in town mostly dealt with broken bones and flu shots, serious cases were sent to Odessa fuck where the real doctors worked. A nurse briefed Connor upon their arrival. “She’s critical, I’m afraid. She sustained a bad head injury from some lumber in the other truck. Her brain couple is swelling and she’s too sex fragile to move.” “Well, well take her to Odessa!” The nurse put her hand on Connor's shoulder. “She’s too fragile to move, son. Dr. Tucker is in contact with the head of neurosurgery in Dallas right now. They’re going to Fucking have to drill a small hole to let the fluid out and relieve the pressure on her brain…” Connor’s world slipped away from him as he slumped down to the floor. Falling The afternoon dragged on as they waited. That’s all there was to do, wait and see. Jenna decided to head back to Connor’s dorm and get some dry clothes for what appeared to be a long night ahead. She knocked on Connor’s dorm room and was surprised that someone answered; he’d given her the key, but she reasoned a ‘courtesy knock’ was appropriate. She explained the situation to his roommate, Ted, who helped her gather up some clothes. “I can see why Connor is smiling all the time.” “We really haven’t known indian each other long.” He was looking at her strange like he was trying to figure out where he’d seen her before. “I need to get back to the hospital, it was nice meeting you.” “Ummm… yeah… nice meeting you too. Tell Connor I’ll be thinking about him.” She hated to admit that it really was so much more satisfying than her husband’s. It seemed to touch her everywhere inside. That’s not too hard for you, is it?” Tears trickled down slowly from his blackened eyes. "Yes I do" But when I looked again, my sister had her indian hand down the front of her pants. “It feels like yesterday Fucking the break began.” Jane rolled her eyes, knowing that was coming. Then I read the local paper when I finally broke out of my dramas. Cum fuck for me! Do it! She kisses my forehead. The next time you and I will not tie. Prince Meinard coughed. Never getting past second base. He held her down on his young cock, but she continued to shudder. Sal did retire when the Route 100 sex project was completed couple even though it went on for five years beyond the original estimate.