It was like pressing against her thigh at first, then he saw her asshole push outward and his cock began stretching the opening into her. She grunted ...s his cock stretched her open until the head was suddenly past the sphincter and lodged tightly inside. Her hand moved from one cheek to his thigh and he understood the intention for him to pause. She was gasping, panting, her face turned on the bed showed her eyes tightly squeezed, her mouth gasping for air, her nose flaring to taking in air,. I looked at him questioningly. ‘Honey,’ I said gently, ‘Enough time has passed that these shouldn’t be medically necessary.’ Chris sighed and looked down. ‘They aren’t. I had Mike tape them on for me.’ His eyes came back up and looked into mine. I could tell he was afraid I would be repulsed by what was under the gauze. ‘I’m afraid that once you see what I look like, you won’t…you won’t think I’m…you won’t like what you see.’ I gently removed the four bandages, and Chris closed his eyes,. It was difficult to hear with her thighs clamped either side of my head as she came, writhing in ecstasy.It was a good long cum, and when she finished she looked down at me over her tits.“You are a naughty, naughty man to keep a girl hanging on like that. But God, I loved it! Believe me, though, I’m not going to hang around with you.”She didn’t.She moved herself down my body so that her pussy was over my cock and, using her hand to help, guided me in. She was soaking. Each push of my cock. That, however, was not why I was feeling low. I just wasn’t looking forward to going home. There was something ugly happening in America, something very hateful that was getting worse and worse. For the past two weeks being abroad I had not felt any of that, and I was grateful. I had a wonderful time and met some great people, yet I didn’t think I was saddened just because I was leaving. I had been gone for a little over two weeks and I would normally be excited to once again sleep in my own.