“The elevator comes from the surgery floor right down into the post-op ward. As soon as the doctor is feeling that everything is good and she is out...of any danger, he will have her moved to post-op and then to her room and then you can talk to her. She should be less groggy then.”We sat back down and held hands again, and waited again, and got nervous again! It only took about 15 minutes for the doctor to come down. He walked over to us. He was a dark skinned man, slight with very strong. She turned around and they kissed. His hands on her ass.I walked away for a few minutes and when I came back I couldn't see them. Then I noticed them in the corner. They were all over each other. They were kissing and grinding up on each other. One of his hands was rubbing her leg and she almost had it wrapped around him. His hand was going up her skirt. I got so hard watching them making out with each other. I decided that I wanted to get a closer look.I got closer to them and I could see his. After playing for a few minutes, I notice there’s an increasing number of guys just happening to be somewhere near the pool area. “Hey Roxy, you’ve got an audience” I laugh, “Honey”, she says with a giggle, “I don’t think they are here for me, you should probably adjust how you’re playing”. It’s then I realize that my petticoat is not only hold my skirt out and making it looking good, but it helps it defy gravity, I’ve been exposing my seamed stocking right up to the garters every time I lean. In the mirror, he seemed enormous, looming over me from behind. His black skin glistened with sweat, making his chest shine.Jay wasted no time. I felt the thick, blunt head of his cock against my hole. I watched as Jay ran his hands possessively over my body, feeling along my sides then sliding under to pinch my nipples again. I realized that my cock was rock hard again."Look at me, whiteboy!" I had dropped my head to stare at the sheet beneath me on the bed, but raised my eyes until they met.