The crack must have been audible in the square outside. He jumped at least a foot and clutched his backside.He turned, saw the slipper in my hand. 'Yo... saw my little experiment then?' He rubbed his rear and smiled. 'Works, doesn't it? In my defence, I had to do something, after you left our usual toys at home.'I extricated my slipper. 'I'm going for a shower. Why don't you have a look in the chest of drawers while I'm gone.'I emerged, pink and fresh, and surveyed myself in the mirrors. My. I’d love to help him get it fully erect. And then help him release that sexual tension.His temperature was warm and dry (normal) and his skin was dry and intact, except for the dressing on his forearm. It was starting to become saturated with blood. That would need changed soon.I finally listened to his heart and lungs. These were saved for last because it would involve sticking my hand and stethoscope down the top of his gown. As my hand slid into the gown, I could feel the mass and. ”“To see your boyfriend? How has that been?”“Good, thanks. Long bus rides, you know…”I waved off the subject and he glanced down at his glass for a moment, then up again, a glimmer in his eye. He smiled at me, caught my hand and pulled me into a large bedroom on the second floor. As he led me through the doorway, his hand fell to my waist. His touch felt thrilling. I turned toward him as he closed the door behind us. Both of his hands grabbed my waist and I was unable to bite down a deep sigh. She iteratedwhat she thinks of men's juices. He drank his own sperm but he enjoyed thesweet taste and the texture of it. Then he licked the glass until no spermwas remaining in the glass. ?That's good? Rebecca she continued. ?But we'll go to the next level. Nowyou'll learn how to love and taste women's juices? She showed him her roundsexy hips and then slowly removed her knickers. Jimmy got immediately got ahardon. ?You see, Jimmy, a woman's underwear is never dirty but sometimes we havea.