Then she slowly began to pump her fist up and down, and my breathing got very audible.She used a finger to rub the oil around the head of my cock as i... began to throb. I smiled and moaned and she asked, “Is that feeling okay?”“Oh, yeah, I’ll bet that lotion would make intercourse feel really good,” I said, afraid to open my eyes and see her reaction.But she giggled, “Maybe so, but we can only use our hands for therapy, so this will have to do.”Damn! She read my mind.She slowly worked my cock. She was too tired forchit-chat. "I suppose you have some questions about Tommi's surgery andher condition?"Katie simply nodded. "How bad was she?"Dr. Tina bit her lower lip. She _shouldn't_ tell someone else about apatient, but she knew Katie was legally family. "Very bad," she said."Very bad." What does that mean?"Dr. Tina sat back, feeling very tired herself. "Tommi coded on us threetimes during the surgery. Legally, technically, she died three times,and we brought her back three. "Amanda, your sensitivity is laudable, but I think it is misplaced. The point is to learn from one's mistakes, is that not correct?" Well ... yes." One cannot learn from one's mistakes if one is allowed to brush them under the carpet, to simply forget them as though they never happened. I do not suggest assigning fault or blame, but if we are asked to explain or excuse what happened yesterday, is it not reasonable to point out the relationship between that and their own actions of only a few. I continued to leave welts all over your ass and every time I hit it the plug in you went deeper in to your tight ass. After a few minutes I stopped and watched as your body finished wracking in pain, and I put the paddle down satisfied with the marks I had put on you. I reached down and pulled the pegs from your soaking swollen cunt lips which made you moan out loud as the blood began to return to them and I knew they would be throbbing like crazy about now.As I did that the Vibe came sliding.