Muttering under his breath he concentrated on the wound, feeling the blood vessel knit together, getting it nearly right, he loosen the tourniquet and...then despaired as the vein broke apart from the force of the flow."I'm going to lose him." He said out loud."No, you're not. Not yet at least. Let me see to him." A woman said as she appeared beside May. "Ah, yes I see. Now follow what I do." She retightened the tourniquet and then muttered, pulling the flesh to create the damaged artery. A few. I let my fingers stroke and probe her pussy, and could feel her wetness indicating her excitement of her offering herself to me.As I continued to touch and finger her moist box, I moved down to her breasts and enjoyed their softness, the pleasure of nursing on them as if I was a hungry baby.I then replaced my fingers at her pussy with my mouth and explored her moist, tender sweet tasty womanhood as my tonque explored it, I was treated to a warm splash of nectar as her body shuttered and. Having some real fun every now andagain. Not always going about the same damn things day in and day out. Arelationship might help. Something to break up the monotony.??Is it really so monotonous???It?s the same things. The same work, the same workers. Jorge?s bar andweekends on the couch in front of the television. It?s so boring andpredictable.??Whose fault is that, Gary??Gary sighed heavily. ?Mine.??You?ve been thinking too much about it, haven?t you???I can?t seem to help it.?The. I had met him over the internet on craigslist. We had talked. Exchanged pictures. And tonight, tonight was the night. I had checked into the hotel around five and began preparing. I laid my clothes out on the bed. My white panties trimmed in lace and my white thigh highs. My four inche white heels, open toed that would show off my pedicure and my pink toenail polish. A white lacy bra to push up my small breasts. A one piece dress, pink and tight that gathered at my waist and showwed off my ass.