Then he speaks.“Well,” he says, between grunts. “People are coming over. Guess the other show’s finished.”I suddenly panic.“But what if so...eone recognises me?” I hiss as he thrusts inside me, balls deep.“Just keep your head down, they’ll never know.”To demonstrate this point, he grabs my head and shoves into the seat, holding it in place with the heel of his palm.I can hear voices nearby and I wonder who these people are, these people watching as Ben pounds me within an inch of my life. I. As I lick, I occasionally slide my tongue deeply into your pussy, getting my first real taste of you, but then I return to long, slow, light licks, my tongue penetrating a bit more deeply each time. I might reach up a hand and massage just below your pubic bone, pushing down lightly each time my tongue slides up. Or not -- it depends on our bodies together and what this moment and our bodies need. My tongue goes deeper into you, but I pay no attention to your clit, not yet. I slide my fingers. "I can guess what the bad thing was, but the good thing I would like to know more about." I am sure you would, but it is more fun if you guess."He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Cock."I sat there wide-eyed that he would say to me, but he was right. I was getting wet chatting like this."My name is Eddie, and I hope I haven't shocked you." I am Julie, Eddie it would take more than that to shock me." How about this? Would you go with me to an amusement park?" Eddie, I am married, and my. .. I mean will I ... look, Doc, am I ... normal?” I managed to finally get the words out.“As far as we can tell, there is apparently no neurological damage,” she said, “but we need to run some tests before we can say for sure. I know you just woke up and are in a lot of pain, but do you feel up to our doing some tests now?“I mean, the sooner we know for certain, the sooner we can take steps to help any problems you might have.”I told her that would be fine and for the next 30 or 40 minutes it.