02-09-2017, 02:46 PM
Sil hissed as his back side burnned he knew hed torn but he didnt cear. As he slowed down his breathing he continued to give smaller pushes so as not to tear farther though that only made his already abused hips even more pained. As mintues turned to an hour sil was in tears and the childs head was finaly free. Sil had started a downward spiral into drakness as his strenth was waining.
He burried his head in ians chest his breathing was unstable. He tryed to keep his foucus but between the pain in his middle the pain in his hips and the pain in his rear i was becoming to much to handel.
He burried his head in ians chest his breathing was unstable. He tryed to keep his foucus but between the pain in his middle the pain in his hips and the pain in his rear i was becoming to much to handel.