I think I need to go to the hospital! It just wont stop!"She bit her lip and looked at your privates, still oozing cum all over your hips and into the... pool of almost five gallons of cum sticking to the bed, "Okay, okay! Just... just put on two pairs of - of jeans. Get in the car right away!"A minute later you're doing your best to move in two pairs of jeans, even as your quickly cleaned waist began to wet with cum, your mother was driving furiously towards the hospital, constantly checking your. When I opened it it was a chastity device. She said “Mujhe hamesha se pata tha ki tere jose kutte muthh maarna nahi chodd sakte. Ab isko pehan. Lock laga. Chaabi de. Aur agle ek hafte tak aise pehan kar reh isey. Fir sochemge ki tu muthh marega ya nahi. Pehan nahi toh maama ko bol dungi. ” I was scared. I took the device and was going to washroom. But she stopped me and said “Ruk bc. Yahi mere saamne pehan.”Me- par maami ji…Three hard slaps on my face.Maami- pehanta hai yaa maarun aur. Yahi par. As we came down stairs, my father, uncle, and brother were all inthe kitchen talking with my mother and grandmother. Todd looked at us withquestioning eyes, but continued telling our mother about his semester incollege. I could see in his eyes, he knew he had missed a fuckingfantastic time. I winked at him and grabbed a handful of cookie and wentoutside with David following close behind. We sat at the picnic table in the back yard behind the kitchenwindow. Todd was looking directly at us,. Your eyes flutter, you do something that’s one part burp, one part hiccough, one part cough, and try to sit up. He meets your eyes as his hand presses between your breasts. His mouth is quirked in a Mona Lisa smirk, but his eyes are smiling. His eyes are red-rimmed and tired. His face is unshaven. He has the beard of a much older man, not a college boy of nineteen or twenty. He presses harder.?It’s not time to try sitting up just yet, suicide girl,? he says with just the faintest hint of a.