" Hello?" Well that was strange dear it was a woman; she says she's on her way."At that moment I heard the doorbell ring downstairs."I'll just get tha...t dear Ooh it might be your new silken pyjamas weordered that'll be nice won't it?" I could tell by the tone of Laura'svoice that she was worried about me but for the moment the pain hadpassed replaced by a weird drawing sensation as though someone werepulling a piece of knotted string along under my skin.I heard talking downstairs then a young. “Let them melt and then swallow before trying to speak. I’m not going anywhere. You’ve got time.”He did as instructed, noticing several nurses and a couple men, though he couldn’t tell what role they played. While many of the women wore pink or blue-green scrubs, most of the men had lab coats. He couldn’t tell what they wore under them.Swallowing was a little difficult. He tried again.“Was it ... cancer ... ous?”The nurse, one Betty Kirkpatrick, drew back slightly, frowning. “I’ll let the. Her screams doubled, and I took the funnel from her pointing it at her hood and waiting for the drip`s of acid from both jars to reach her tender clit, fumes like smoke rose from the tender flesh and her already high screams went up another octave. The doctor was screwing the lady executioner as Rose had requested in the doggy position spurred on I suspect by the sounds.As the copulates finished and my duty done, I mounted her daughter who lay waiting for me and we both saw her eyes, though. Everything was ship shape and smelling nice, including me. I went to pick her up from the station and was turned on by her outfit, little denim skirt, crisp white blouse, and pink knee length boots to set her blonde hair off. We made our way back to mine, and made small talk about things. As she walked in to the flat she slipped out of her boots, and made for the kitchen. It was a warm Friday evening so we poured a cold glass of white wine and went to sit down. We were relaxing on the sofa.