He would have easily been able to see my protruding clit.“Like him looking at you did you Oli?” Noah asked as he handed me my ice cream.“Yes and...no,” I replied, “No because it was embarrassing, but yes because it made my nipples and clit tingle.”“Classic exhibitionists reactions. I bet that you want to go back and let him have another look at you don’t you?”“Yes and no.”“You are definitely and exhibitionist Olivia.”“Is that a bad thing Noah?”“Hell no, it exactly what I want in a girlfriend.”“So. .. I was lowered on to his huge erection which drove it's way into my already greased up arse hole... he didn't seem to be fucking at my arse, he just laid there I was still being splattered with the last dregs of cum from above when the motor started up again, then it stopped, then it dropped me again. I was again being fucked by a combination of machine and man. The guy under me just seemed to lay there and I was being hoisted up and dropped, and I mean dropped, it was as if the motor reached. She had kept up with her over the years and the last time she saw her it was apparent she couldn't take care of herself anymore, forgetful and frail. She called a relative and put the wheels in motion.Suddenly she bounced up and proclaimed we would eat in 10 minutes and for me not to move, she had everything taken care of. Chelsea was obviously very happy about her life, seeing me, and making dinner for us.Dinner was in a word, fantastic! Truly a meal you could not get in any restaurant, Prime. Why can't I move my head? The answer occurred to me in short order: I'd been immobilized somehow.But where am I? I thought. Forcing myself to calm down so that my still-woozy brain could process all of the inputs it was receiving, I became aware of a repetitive beeping sound behind me. At the very edge of my peripheral vision, I noted an IV bag half-filled with solution hanging from a metal hook, with tubes snaking downward, obviously delivering nutrition into my veins. I'm in the hospital, I.