When that scarf got soaked with pre-cum, she used a second scarf and repeated everything she had just done. It was a little painful and very pleasurab...e, having the silky material run over my cock, I know I moaned and probably said some things. I’m not sure. My focus was on Sarah using the scarves to almost make me cum. So much pre-cum had come out and drained down my cock to my balls and beyond that Sarah had to use one of the other kitchen towels to wipe my cock and balls off. Even in doing. I replied that it was , I was experiencing some pain but nothing unexpected, and that I thought that it was very different being in a private hospital to the NHS. She replied that there was very little she wouldn't do to help make me comfortable and suggested that I ask for her if there was anything that I wanted. I picked up on that and asked 'What, anything ?' She smiled sweetly and repeated "Anything' in such a way as to make me smile - but I thought that my imagination was running away. Or so she hoped!She couldn’t believe she was planning what she was going to do next.As she sat with her coffee, she got a book out of her bag, leaned back into the sofa and started reading it, she had to be careful how she sat today though, as she had lost two thongs she wasn’t losing another, so as she had dressed in the morning she made a point of not putting one on.Her pussy was freshly shaved and as she tried to read her book all she could think of was Bob’s cock pounding in and out of. I felt wetness when my prick brushed her pussy. She pulled away. ‘We mustn’t,’ she announced. I knew her concern. Earlier in the evening she had told me of her worry that she was already pregnant from our romp on the freezer the previous Tuesday night when I had come to pick up the floral display. She had watched closely as I rolled the rubber onto my cock earlier this night. ‘Had she not seen the slight bulge in my sock where the second condom was awaiting its call to action? I was almost.