Her pressure's 84 and her O2 sat is 88. You guys caught her in the nick of time. I think this one might live."I felt a load slide off my shoulders and... felt like crying, but we still had work to do."OK, Sam, I'm releasing the clamp on her aorta. Tell me what her pressure's doing!"I watched Marty release the clamp and then watched the aorta below it begin pulsing."Pressure?"Sam checked again. "It's OK. It dropped to 70 but it's coming back up again. I think she'll need at least six or eight units. That’s what I do so - nothing I can do about it, you know? I have places to go when I need help in that regard, good friends. Everybody is really relaxed about it because I’m safe to use. You can imagine it sure takes the worry completely away when there are no diseases to worry about and of course no pregnancy possible. No matter how much anyone does it with me they never get sore.[After having gone through changes and training my parents paid the one visit to me at the dairy and I was amazed. "Hmm..you do take after your father, don't you." He stood speechless for a second, then spoke. "Oops..ha...This is awkward isn't it Grace." She laughed turning her eyes away. "Yes it is," she said. "Do you always run around the house without your pants on, young man." He laughed nervously. "Oh uh, no mam. Sorry I wasn't thinking, I just stepped out to say I heard Alyssa walk down the hall to our bathroom, up here." He laughed nervously. "I've been waiting for her to come out." He smiled. This goes on forever. I feel like I’ve read the same three paragraphs at least fifty times. My ass is so hot and sensitive if a random breeze passed along, I’d cum instantly without a thought. My poor little pussy is a greedy, sloppy mess, begging the attention of my master’s cock. Finding my center, I rally myself determined to please this devil of a man.With each smack and ripple of pleasure, I zero in on my task. The devil does his best, but I don't let myself waver. Finally reaching the.