He said I like you Reva. Reva, I like you. He practically started licking my whole face. I was getting mad with all such doings.He kissed my neck. He ...issed me below the ear. He was caressing my neck back. Did he know? I get tickles when some one touches on my neck. No he was not touching me there. His finger tips were massaging my neck back. And that did not tickle me; instead I was getting great pleasure of arousal from my whole body.I was on fire. I can’t wait. I said Prakash, Prakash,. How are you feeling sweetie?"I am staring at the doctor and she seems pretty nice, but something isstill off.I had better answer her or she will probably give me a needle or somekind of medicine. Doctors seem to not know what is going on, they justtry one thing, then if that doesn't work they try another untilsomething works. At least that is what they did when I had the flu."I'm okay, I just woke up and saw my mommy and I am trying to figure outwhy I am in the hospital. Can you tell me Dr.. .. Was a gay guy fucking me or was a shemale/cd/trans woman fucking me. You know, like with a strapon? But I had the clear thought that I was no longer keeping my eyes closed, imagining a woman doing things to me. I was watching a dick sliding in and out of me and looking at this person's face as they looked at mine. The whole time she was talking, saying sweet, girly things. (Not vulgar, dirty stuff). How good I felt. How I was such a sweety. How much I was loving being fucked. (And I was. The crotch of my panties was soaked."Keep doing what you're doing, Mom," he sighed. "I haven't been able to do this for myself since the accident." Do you do it often, baby?" I breathed, running my other hand up and down his lean young thighs."Yeah, Mom, twice a day," gasped Marty through clenched teeth. "sometimes more if I'm feeling really horny."I knew how horny young sixteen-year-olds could get, so I had no trouble imagining Marty jerking himself off all over the house. It made my.