There was an arm around him, whose? It was across his chest, and someone's warm breath fanned his cheek. He tried to speak but the blanket muffled his...words."Kimi?" his mother said, "you're awake?" Mutti?"Not his mother, another voice, higher pitched."What?" the voice said.His brain was beginning to work now. It took in the view above him, resolving the information."Where?" he croaked in a voice which didn't sound like his own."Kimi? Mr. Kasemann, are you awake? How do you feel?" the voice. She didn’t know how long it lasted, but with her cheeks and back hole being constantly stroked and sometimes penetrated by his tongue she didn’t care. She hoped this could go on forever. Then he did something great and stuck his whole tongue inside of her and began to lick all around the inside opening of her anus. He kept this up while stroking and smacking her lush cheeks with his hands and she couldn’t take it anymore and her orgasm rushed forth as the dam broke again. And again juices. And, to my immense relief, she resumed my corporal punishment. I had to ask her for it, though. Although she had promised me in the hospital, she hadn’t made a move towards me in that way since I’d come home from the hospital. We had had sex once, but no spanking. Finally, I had to let her know what I wanted in no uncertain terms. We had just gotten into bed one night about three weeks after the mugging. I was feeling fine, and I wanted a spanking and sex, in that order. I cuddled up to her and. I emptied my liquid into her. My balls had been swollen (I think I had the image of having sex with her the moment I saw her on the beach) and I emptied every drop into her hot and waiting pussy. After seven or eight spurs, she still did not let me go. Her vagina muscles milked my cock from its base to the tip so that every drop was squeezed out. Even after that I could feel an incredible movement deep in her belly. We remained united for a few more minutes during which I enjoyed her tremendous.