I wanted them to finish though, I wanted to see him cum inside her. As they started to become reluctant I even considered grabbing her ass and forcing... them to continue. I was sobering up though and I worried she would get offended. In the apartment I continued to examine her. Her jeans were unbearably tight. Her thighs, hips and buttocks looked massive. It was as if they were painted on. I don’t even think she could use the pockets. Above the waist of the jeans, a small bit of muffin top peeked. Dinner was good but as soon as it was over David started washing the leftover dishes and then went into the garage. Hannah heard the door lock as he closed it."At least he didn't bite my head off and he didn't make any hidden references to my assumed cheating. Now that I know what he was asking, I now know he was trying to tell me for a while that he was aware of what he thought I was doing. But I'll prove to him I'm not guilty," thought Hannah sadly but with conviction.After dinner Hannah took. ("If you're going to be showing your bits to everyone, you'd damned better be ready to do it in a doctor's office." I bit my tongue, rather than tell him that he could at least ask nicely.)At least he was efficient. The procedure may be new, but the equipment for it all is already in place, and he knew his way around it. After he pronounced me in good health, he implanted an enhanced STD wafer under my skin. ("This country's medical services are pressed enough, without having to worry about who. Until two days ago…We had been in confinement for about a week. Usually, I pleasured myself late at night when my mom was asleep. Our apartment is charming but it’s rather cozy and the walls are paper-thin. But being horny and having nothing else better to do, I started indulging during the day. It wasn’t very subtle to periodically lock myself up for ten minutes here and there, but I did it anyway. We were stuck together almost 24/7 so I better became comfortable with it.Masturbating while my.