"He's also very weak from lying here for almost six weeks. As soon as he has some mobility and gains some strength, he should be able to go home. Howe...er, Michael also needs to undergo some psychological testing as well. I am sure this has been very traumatic for him."He paused and looked at me."Of course, there are also the police to deal with. They have been waiting for him to come out of the coma, and they will have to be notified later today that he is awake." The police? Whatthefuck?" I. I felt him tense. I breathed in deeply and cried out as I felt his head force itself against my hole. My ass fought back, determined not to let him penetrate, but his cock was winning. My breathing became short and sharp and I gasped for air. Soon, I heard a small popping sound and realised that his head was inside my ass. The pain was almost unbearable and my legs were shaking. “Oh god!” I panted, tears brimming in my eyes. He rubbed my back as he pushed deeper, proving my thoughts about his. So he got rid of my thong and stared at my glistening wet, shaved pussy. I was soaking wet, my juices dripping down. He slowly started licking up and down my slit, avoiding my pleasure bump. He tongue fucked me, and I just moaned in pleasure. He made his way to my clit, and started to suck the hell out of it. By this time I was humping his mouth and gyrating my hips in all sorts of motions. Then he did the most erotic thing ever, he took his nose and started wiggling it in my pussy. The thought. I knew he’d pass out soon. So I pulled Selena into a quiet corner and kissed her, and said, “Meet me in my room tonight after he passes out,” pointing to uncle Sam.“I’ll be there,” she said as she left with him. Then as I began to leave myself, I saw Michael and Shanaya by the garden. Michael looked a little worried, so I went on and talked to him.“What’s wrong?” I asked as he tried to hold Shanaya.“Well, my wife is drunk out of her mind! She doesn’t have the faintest of an idea of where she is.