She nodded her head as she slowly sat up, and went to say her goodbye, but ended up kissing Victor on the mouth, softly yet passionately. She pulled b...ack with a hunger in her eyes that scared Victor, but enticed him at the same time. She rolled her sleeves back down and slipped her Converse shoes back on her feet. Victor watched each motion of her slender body without moving, any motion feeling like it might break his fragile heart. He finally stood and without thinking kissed her back, pulling. "And she's pretty doped up on pain medication, but you can go see her now if you wish. She may not be capable of talking to you, but you can see her."We did. And Dr. Kwack was right. Tracy was flying high. She was lying in a hospital bed, her body covered by a gown. Her entire pelvis and right leg were encased in a fiberglass cast. Her ribs were taped on the right side and the plastic hose of a chest tube snaked out from beneath it. Her face was deeply bruised, the right cheek an ugly purple. Kashem them moved closer and started to undress her. He lifted her saree and petticoat and felt the lovehole once with finger. She became more expectant and gave out little moan in response. After that what he did was unbelievable to her.Without any word, he climbed on her and started to undress himself. He folded the petticoat and saree to her waist, dragged her inner down with severe force and started to insert his semi erect tool inside her. In moments, his tool was erect and it penetrated. I mounted Becky’s backside and slid my cock deep in her pretty little pussy. As we worked back and forth, she got wetter and the pace got faster. Eventually I was slamming into her sopping cunt when my balls signaled their release and I jabbed my dick up tight against her cervix and began erupting.This set off Becky’s orgasm. Instead of her screaming into the pillow or bed, she rose up on her elbows and began to howl. Her release kept me harder than ever; Becky pushed me over backwards and spun.