“You had quite a nasty scratch across your cheek.” Dink said, “I did all I could but I'm afraid it may leave a scar.” “Do you have a looking... glass?” I asked. Dink reached in to his tub and pulled out a small mirror and handed it to me. There was a long, deep scratch across my left cheek. It was probably from one of Kelmane's rings. There were several other minor abrasions that were almost healed. I lie there for several moments, staring in to my eyes in the mirror. The girl looking back at me. The sight captured my heart and brought tears to my eyes as a misty-eyed Beth looked up at me—her face shining with visions of what we could expect in the future.“Hi, Sweetie,” she whispered with a loving glow.“Baby, you look like you’re enjoying holding little Paul too much. Are you giving him back to his mommy?” My tears communicated my thoughts. I couldn’t wait for this scene with my own children.“Oh, Nate. I can’t wait to hold our first little one. A few more months, and we need to get to. ”“It feels… wonderful.” Her body becomes more decisive and distinct as my hand more fully explores her flesh. The nipple is hard and protruding, and as I run across it the sensitivity of it is obvious: her body presses into mine with determination. “Can you…can you pinch it a little?” she exhales. As my fingers tweak the nub she tightens again, and I place my mouth on her neck to increase the contact between us. The heat and the quivers echo through my lips.My other hand, which has to this. Grabbing a jar of petroleum jelly from the desk, he drove a dollop-covered finger into her asshole. Startled, Carol stiffened when she felt his jelly-coated middle finger probing her rectum. Carol instantaneously responded, suddenly fully aware of what Gary was about to do and that was something she wouldn't allow."No! Don't do that! Please, Don't do that! I don't like it" she shrieked. "Oh, yesI I can do that! Even if you don't like it ... I do like it!" Gary replied."Please! Don't!" Carol.