The arm moves, flexes, moves. Her body writhes in concert with the movement of the arm.I struggle up to a sitting position, and the scene evolves into...something more real, more unreal.One of my roommates, on the floor. It is his arm I see, his hand is stroking my girl's slit, his finger waging its own tiny war with her clitoris. His eyes are also closed, as he is concentrating on the sensations being created by the artist with him on the floor, an artist in fleshly pleasures. She is nearly the. I quickly jumped over to swallow the rest of his big load and clean up the little bit of when he first came. MMMMM 2 loads down I thought and 1 to go. I got dressed and went back home. I checked online again and another of my regulars asked if I was sucking today and I responded "Always". He said meet me at the boat at 11:45 which worked out great because my 11am appointment was near where his boat was. So I got to my 11 am's house and went right to work on him. He liked to stand and fuck my. "Once in the hallway he sits her down near the nurse's desk. Katy looked around it was a mess, people were rushing all over the place. Some important looking men were watching the activity at her room. Maintenance people were dragging the remains of her door out and loading it on a work cart.One of the men in suits walked over to the supervisor. Katy heard him give instruction. "I want to know what happen here. Why did that door get stuck? This is a hospital we have to be able to get to our. Sound okay?”“Okay,” she giggled.I went right to my car, spread the towel and waited.She came out five minutes later. She put her purse and parcel in the Mustang and walked towards me. She opened the car door, hiked up her skirt and got in.“Hi.”“Hi.”I reached over and rested my hand on her upper leg. Her legs parted. She felt warm and soft. And willing. My hand reached up to her pussy. I rubbed her mound and circled lower. My middle finger traced down her slit. It was wet already. I slipped it.