I could feel goosebumps pop after I stroked her skin and she would quiver every couple of passes.I stopped at her hair and outlined her triangle with ...ne finger. Straight across the top and then down the valley between her thighs and abdomen. I made sure only to touch her skin and barely brush her hair. This led me to only touching her thighs towards the point of her soft covering.I repeated this a second time, but this time I traced a slightly smaller circle, touching more of her light blond. I sent a message for Aimee to come downstairs with as many pairs of pantyhose as she could find, but to watch out for Debbie's emotional broadcast. "Be careful, Aimee, Debbie is radiating exhaustion!"Aimee told me she understood.It was lucky we were in the laundry room. There was a cabinet that had some rags in it. I got one and started to apply direct pressure on the wounded man's bleeding arm.Apparently, every person that was sent into our house was an Empath. Patricia was the weakest, but. I did this, and, our bodies writhed on the bed, inch after inch slipping along her tight, gripping cunt walls! More and more, I pumped it to her! She felt my cock opening her, stretching her pussy, but, she loved the feeling and moaned in unabashed ecstasy.She loved my thick, hard, veiny shaft as it slipped deeper into her, rubbing her g-spot. Automatically, it seemed, her depths were milking my cock, pulling me and wanting more in her! I was about half-way inserted into her, and her probing. Wait, why was I in a hospital?Oh yeah, I remembered with another giggle, the roleplay. Karen had reallygone all-out on this one.I lost sight of her then, as what seemed like a tidal wave of nursesquickly stripped me of my sweatpants and then my shirt. "Whoa, hey ladies,there's enough of me to go around, no need to be in a hurry," I murmuredplayfully, grateful that they'd at least left me my underwear.That much, at least, earned me a momentary foul look from Karen and a sharppinch on the.