This one is more for me than the audience. Thank you. I remember the first time we made love. We had discussed it, and mulled over if we were ready, a...d when we finally looked at each other and saw the spark in the other’s eyes, we knew it was time. Buying condoms was an interesting little task, since we were both a bit shy, but we knew it was worth it. We barely spoke the whole way back to your apartment… we were nervous, but excited. We got upstairs, washed up a little bit. I was nearly. She did. In this hour of grave personal stress, she cared for me, she appreciated my presence. The night fell and we had to leave the ICU area of the hospital. At the doctor’s suggestion and with her permission, I had hired a room in the hospital guest house, mainly with a view to ensuring that she had a decent rest before the hard morning. We slowly trudged to the room. We had been in closed rooms with each other on numerous occasions in the past, but the act of bolting the door behind us. William kept pounding her, growling like an animal, and her orgasm refused to let her go.Janet squealed when the world crashed back in on her. Will had jerked his cock out of her, shocking her out of the fog of beautiful agony. Her climax swelled once more, but not before he dropped hard on his knees next to her, and pressed his pussy-slick cock against her lips.Defying all common sense, and her body slipping from her control again, she parted her lips and took the bulbous tip in. She barely. My clit is rock hard from it, the feeling hurts but in away to hurt so perfectly epic. “Sir…” I whimper out, “I, oh fuck, Sir, I, Mmm, shit! Please…” I can’t seem to form a sentence to save my life. All the while, you look at me with a cheeky grin. You know what I need, but refuse to act as though you do. With fine, subtle circling movements, almost hypnotic like, you drive on. I toss my head back, “Sir, please! Oh fuck, please… Can I come?” It almost sounds demanding, but I feel as though I’m.