Only up to the length of my finger nail went inside her hole. So I pulled out my finger and again started caressing her crack. I could feel two swolle... pussy lips which were very wet and drippy. I was massaging her outer pussy lips very slowly and sometimes pushed my finger inside the entrance of her pussy. She was wet like hell. I then started inserting my finger inside her. It was very warm, soft and wet. Soon my whole finger was inside her vagina. I left my finger there and stayed in that. Sure, why not. It's not hardly the weirdest thing that's happened to me in the last month. My impression of her was that she was nice, even though I'd only met her once, during the banquet earlier tonight. She, much better in front of the throng of cameras than I was, told the crowd how much effort and strength it takes to do what I'd done, and how proud everyone was of me, and how I was an American Hero, and so much effusive praise that I stopped listening after a while. "Overwhelmed?" she. I'm sure had I not been drinking I would have told him to e-mail anybody he wanted. I would just claim he had typed that himself and sent it. But that's now when I have a much clearer head. Instead, I did what he asked. I sucked his dick. I even let him cum in my mouth and at his request swallowed it.The truth is while I should have been mad as hell at what he was asking me to do and perhaps should have busted his ass right there, he was right. I was curious. I wondered what my girlfriend Sandy. That’s so far fetched, it sounds like it came right out of some rubbish scifi show.But what was the alternative? That somehow I have some sort of latent ability that was triggered by the original accident? I’m some kind of mutant that has the ability to heal? I’ve been watching too much X-men - I’m sure that’s an actual plotline in a scifi movie somewhere!Somehow the second option, as implausible as it is, seemed the most likely scenario. I tried to think back through my life to times where I.