Amy was beside herself as she watched Melissa climb the virtual orgasmic hill to satisfaction. Amy was in two minds: at first she wanted it to be her ...oing the fucking then, on second thoughts, she wanted it to be her being fucked. She didn’t particularly care whether Melissa or Isabel were the ones doing the fucking. Liquid started to flow down Melissa’s legs. She was dripping wet. Her cum cream was getting everywhere. The toy was coated liberally with it and Isabel could see the extent of her. "Tonya climbed in and sat down; Nancy turned on the water, and a short while later, the whirlpool jets. The rushing water felt good against Tonya's tormented body, and she quickly started to relax.Nancy grabbed a loofah sponge, soap, and some lotions, placing them on a tray beside the tub; she climbed in the tub, sitting down next to Tonya and giving her a hug."Tonya," she said, "I'm glad you got through this so well!" You don't hate me anymore?" No," she replied, "what you had to go through. We reached a plateau, where we forgot our surroundings and atmosphere. We began it in Siberia and now we have reached in Sahara desert. Hot, humid, desolate and drenched in sweat and still going ahead in exploration. When I reached my climax, I pressed my hip into his mouth and unloaded my juices into him. And to my surprise, at the same instant, I felt my mouth tastes salty and filled with his juices. We uncoupled and lied down there for a long time, fallen into a nap. He woken me up and told. This was her first dead body. Rita left her to do the paperwork and morgue care - a learning experience.Walking back into the unit, she gave the all clear to the other two nurses and they quickly returned to their own little worlds. Rita checked on Ralph, 86 year old with pneumonia on a vent. His family was of the 'save him at any cost' variety and so they were keeping him from his inevitable end. Sad from Rita's point of view. Next she headed into George's room. Now George was a whole.