She saw his balls contracting and rising as his erection grew more stiff. The cool air was getting to them, and she wanted to feel his warm body again...t hers. She took his cock as deep in her mouth as she could, almost gagging, and left a slick trail of saliva on him to lubricate him for later action. She reached up and put her hands on his shoulders and pulled him down toward her and the warm sleeping bag. He opened it and slid in on his back, pulling the unzipped side open to invite her in.. It hadn't helped her that the people she was currently studying with were generally unwilling to accept her hair loss as a simple medical condition. Some thought she had been through chemo and avoided her as they avoided anything that reminded them of their own mortality. Some treated her as though her condition was passed by close contact like lice and always arrived after her to avoid sitting on her side of the room.And then there were those who just stared, or sniggered, or -- worse -- just. I was thinking of you." Oh darling, do you want me? Do you want me there. Please can I come and see." Yes Sally yes. Come quickly. Let yourself in, I don't think I could make it to the door at the moment."I heard a peal of delightful laughter as she put her phone down. Sitting on the bed was not helping. I gingerly lay down again, and waited. It cannot have been more than two or three minutes, but it seemed a lot longer before I heard the door open and close. She tapped on the wall beside the. She started to quiver almost instantly. “Ahh,” Sara moaned and I knew she was liking it. I put my tongue deeper into her asshole, she was perfectly clean, not a hair in sight, and it was clear, or at least I think, that no one had ever done this to her. She started pushing her ass back into my face while she started breathing heavily. “Where’s my tongue right now Sara?”“In my ass.”“Do you like it there?”“Yes.” “Like it where?”“Up my ass.”“Where?”“Up my ass,” almost whispering.“Have you ever.