I knew the doctors couldn’t do much more than that so I decided not to even go to the emergency room.The pain was beginning to sting badly. I decid...d to lie down and crash. Although my hands were burning, I stripped down and went to bed. As I lay on my back I saw my dick growing. It needed attention. Although my hands were stinging I was able to start jacking off. I though of the nights I was with those women natives and how good they treated my dick. I could feel a strong climax. I could tell that it was driving him insane already because he was moaning, cursing and even trying to stuff more of his cock over to my side through the snug hole.With my flattened tongue, I began swallowing him whole; lifting his cock to plant my tongue against the base of his bone, wet painting all of his shaft very slowly towards the top tip. I could only guess that there were some bars bolted to the other side of the wall because the guy was surely gripping something and almost pulled down. Carmen and Paul had kept in touch since college, but had stopped spending as much time together when Carmen moved in with Matt. They sat down at a small table near the front window looking onto the street, sipping lattes. “So? How are things now that you and Matt have split up? It’s nice to see you. It feels like it’s been a really long time,” said Paula. “Things have been getting better. I’m finally pretty much settled into my new space.” Carmen used her stirring stick to spin pointless. ’ ‘Don’t knock it if you haven’t tried it.’ ‘I’ve looked over my head and seen a parachute once in my life.’ ‘I thought you had never sky dived.’ ‘I haven’t. And the airplane in question wasn’t ‘perfectly good’ anymore. It was falling apart. I ejected.’ ‘Now I suppose you’re going to tell me you’re an airline pilot.’ ‘Nope. I’d like to be, always wanted to be—plan to be.’ ‘That’d be as soon as you take flying lessons?’ ‘Funny! I give flying lessons. I’m an instructor pilot, do a little charter.