The night shift gives out most of the drugs so I had ready access to anything I wanted. I think using is stupid, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't let ...omeone else fuck up. I learned right away that sedating most of these fools was the best way to go. That's standard psychotherapy. Someone drops off a raving loonie and the next time they see the jerk he's calm as can be. People think progress was made and of course the patient is real easy to take care of when he can't do anything but walk. ...............inviting! That's the only word that does it justice. Here is a cock just begging to be sucked on. To be licked up and down. Tohave in a mouth and to enjoy the full pleasure of a fine piece of man-meat. And the fact that it's uncut is also intoxicating to me. I love an uncut cock. Always have. Always will. The mystique of an uncut cock is something that's always gotten myattention. I've been fascinated with my own uncut cock for all my life. I've had cutcocks before. My arms circled her waist and gently pressed her to my chest. Our tongues resumed the battle of kissing. In no time, I had disrobed my shirt and hers in addition to her bra. Our naked bodies pressed together amplified the already sensual feeling I was experiencing so much so that my cock grew and stretched through my pants to rest on her sex through her jeans. My hands slowly caressed her back eliciting small moans from Efya. My hands trailed from the nape of her neck to the small of her back,. She could still squeeze me with her vaginal muscles until I finally was completely soft. After several minutes of holding and nuzzling, she pushed herself up with effort and said, "I haven't had anything like that since before your father died. I miss it and I need it. I remembered how much I needed it when I gave you dancing lessons."I held her close, "I love you, Sabrina. You made sex marvelous for me last night and this morning. Hard to believe how it can be that good."She played with my.