It was after 11 pm on Sunday nightand 7 am tomorrow was going to arrive awfully early. Buthow the fuck was I supposed sleep now? How was I going to ge...through 6 more days!? I had the vague idea that Sean wouldn'tbe letting Carol get straight to sleep tonite either. Resolvingto save my mojo for the coming weekend, I stripped for bed.After I'd slowly poured a half gallon pitcher of coldwater over my overstressed angry cock I was ready to headfor bed. I drifted off to sleep still debating whether. I guess we fucked solidly for about ten minutes. I checked in his comfort every few minutes to ensure his leg was not hurting. A couple of times I heard him grunt as if he was in pain.“It’s OK I am fine, “he said, so I continued to fuck him as he would have liked to have fucked me.I was enjoying this like I had not enjoyed a fuck for a few months. It felt awesome. The other thing was I was doing something that I should not be doing. Fucking a patient on duty was not something that happened in. After 36 many of them realize that the jig is up. The funny thing about marriage is that usually many of these women end up in sexless marriages. A marriage completely void of sex. Their husbands are for more committed to working and putting food on the table instead of sex with the misses. This leaves a lot of lonely women with tight vaginas at home with nothing to do. At 10 am the husband is usually gone and the k**s are dropped off at daycare. A completely empty house with nothing to. I picked up the lube and slathered it over my cock and moved forward again and rubbed the rest around her hole. When I struggled to line up with my target and holding her cheeks apart, Nicola reached behind and held herself open for me. I pressed my head against her bum and nothing. I pressed again, harder increasing the pressure. I felt like I was wincing, Nicola was wincing. I was about to give up when she opened up and I slipped inside. This time we froze for more than a second.“Wait!”.