"You're in great shape, as long as you define great shape, as living through hell, and playing Russian roulette with an aneurysm that has been repaire... and re-repaired."Actually, the repairs appear to have knitted together just fine, and there is no indication of any new bleeding, whatsoever. Other than your obvious, visible injuries, you're in fine shape, son. You were a bit dehydrated, and your blood pressure was through the roof, but within an hour of arriving, your vital signs were normal. She lifted her self and sat on the edge of the table and pulled him towards her. As he stood between her legs she felt in control. She kissed his lips and teased his tongue with hers, until they were in a long passionate kiss. She wrapped her legs around him and kissed his neck, firmly rubbing her hands down his back. She ran her finger along the top of his trousers, teasing him, making his cock grow harder. he lifted his top flicked her tongue over his nipple, slowly sliding her hand down his. All we did was watch and listen to each other cum. We didn’t do anything to be ashamed of.” Michelle looked at her friend. “Yeah, I still like boys and I really enjoyed…” She paused. “What we just did.” Michelle saw a smile appear on Tina’s face. “And what did we just do…?” Tina asked, raising her eyebrows slightly. Michelle giggled. She knew what Tina was doing. “I just listened to you…climax,” she said, shyly. “No. Tell me more,” Tina insisted. Michelle looked at her friend and took a. Every few days they met at Laura's apartment after work and fucked until Yvette had to go. She persuaded her husband that she was working late on a project, usually staying with Laura until about eight, ravenous with lust. Once Laura asked her, "Don't you ever do it with him? He'll get suspicious if you stop entirely, won't he?" I let him fuck me once a week," Yvette smirked. "I fake a climax, he comes in ten seconds, falls asleep, and I pretend I'm with you. Once I even came just from thinking.