He met her every upward thrust with a downward one himself. Her muscles were relaxing around him and making it easier to move inside with causing disc...mfort to his lover. She couldn’t suppress her moans of pleasure and words of encouragement which fuelled his passion to please her even more. The bed squeaked quietly under their love-making. She ground herself with more force as her clit rubbed against his pubic bone and her nipples rubbed against his chest. Her pelvis came off the bed to meet. Her hips resisted the urge to close the distance, instead wiggling anxiously against the pressure of the hands against her thighs. And then, the tip of a tongue, pressing gently through the folds, teasing gently around the spot, driving her mad with wanting. She felt one of the hands leave her thigh to rest on her stomach, fingers circling in a pattern similar to that the tongue was drawing on her. Lily moaned. It all felt so good.The other hand crept softly up the inside of her thigh, tickling. His dick was going up in Myles all the way to the hilt. “Oink. Oink. Oink,” the girly man sobbed.“Take this big Black cock, Piggy boi!”“Oink!”“I love fuckin’ your trailer park punk ass, faggit!”“Oink!”“Do you like this dick?”“Oink oink!”“I know you do, bitch!”Thunder clenched the handcuffs and pulled his faggot pig into each of his powerful strokes. “Ahhhhhh! Take it, hoe! Arrrrgggghhhhhh!”Thunder nutted on Myles’ ass cheeks. He went into the bathroom and showered. He got redressed, unlocked. "I can find someone there to look at my leg," I suggested.At the Air Force hospital they insisted that I take the drugs and get off the leg. We compromised. I sat in a comfortable chair, either in the waiting room, or in Martin's room. I sat there with my cane gun and my leg up. I was on Vicodin so my mind didn't slip too far out of joint.I sat or slept in that chair for two days. I ate bad hospital food and drank gallons of worse coffee. I did it while I waited for either Swamp Thing, or the.