The ceiling was . . . well it was sort of white. Those spongy tiles with the holes all over them. Like you would have found in a school or a hospital ...ears ago. A hospital. She felt it now. The pain and the heaviness were coming on in a slow wave. It seemed like her whole left side was weighted down by bandages. Those were white too. So, the whole world wasn’t khaki after all. And the slender silver stand with the bottles and tubing hanging from it at her right side wasn’t khaki either.. He sat down beside me reached over and began to stroke my cock for me. He looked at me with his big brown eyes and quietly leaned over and took my cock into his mouth and started to suckle it.He was fondling my balls and I started to explore his body with my hands. He had on a polo shirt and I put one hand in pinching his nipples, while the other went under his back waist band and I found his ass crack and began caressing it and fingering his ass hole. I heard him moan and his breathing became. She felt the familiar spasms in her anal canal. Her anal climaxes were normally very strong however her attempt to prevent a climax made this one much stronger than usual. A groan escaped her lips and she squeezed her ass cheeks together. Her vagina quivered and throbbed as well. Her fingers gripped the table as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her."Are you sure you're alright?" Drew asked as he walked back out with two glasses of lemonade and saw Mary Ellen almost weaving."I'm... I'm. He was already getting the underwear wet. I ran my fingers over his cock and felt it rise with the attention. I pulled off his jeans and Alicia moved her hand over his cock. The two were still locked in a kiss and I think she hadn’t even noticed I pulled his jeans away before her hand touched his underwear. The moment Alicia realized there was nothing but a thin layer of cotton between her and the cock she had been craving, she shoved her hand down inside his underwear like a hungry fox rushing.