She was very angry. She also said she is going to say this to mom and dad. I pleaded her not to say anything. Also, I apologized her for more than hun...red times. But she was stubborn in her decision. I could not convince her. I went to the room and started to think how to get rid of this problem.I got one idea. Even though I apologized and cried she was sure in telling the incident to my parents. So I thought to myself, anyway she is going to tell to my parents. I should not beg her hereafter.. A slave like me belongs on her knees with her legs spread, suffering for the enjoyment of others."Ok, girl. Lick."Oh god, it's all I needed. She has barely finished seeing the word "lick" when I dive in with my tongue. Her voice is sensuous but dominant, as she puts a hard emphasis on the "k" sound of the word. The way she says it, she reminds me who is in charge. And I want her to keep telling me. I don't actually speak as I eat her hungrily, but thoughts pass between us. With every. I agreed and soon found myself hard again as she finished licking me clean. My cum was starting to run down her legs and reached down with her fingers, gathered up as much as possible and licked her fingers clean. Noticing that I was hard again, she bent over into the cab of the truck and I entered her a second time. This time it was her turn to cum almost instantly. I had barely started to work myself into a rhythm when I felt her pussy suddenly tighten like a mouse trap spring shut. Her. .. like this?" I raised my free arm to my head and patted the bandages, showing him what I meant."Oh," he half laughed, half coughed. "We will remove many of the bandages later this afternoon and see how you're doing, then – if all goes well – we'll take the rest off tonight. You'll be on your feet tomorrow, walking and getting your sea legs and then we'll be able to see how fast you recuperate and how soon we can get you home."That was news I could live with. I could tell the doctor was.