He looks down and smiles at me as he places his hands firmly on Itelyssia hips and drives his man - thorn into her. He settles down to pump her pussy;...using a variety of angles and swaying his hips with the grace of a dancer. For several minutes I watch his fine cock entering her pussy only a half a hands span away from my face. I can see her slit getting wetter as he proceeds to pump with greater force. I reach up and hold her hips, with my hands next to his. I raise my head and lick her clit,. It really sounded, he thought, like the murmur of many voices; like a large crowd very far away. It was strange, but not unpleasant.At about two in the morning, the night nurse made her rounds. Looking in at his door, she saw that he was still awake and entered."Hi," the nurse said softly. "Are you all right? Do you need anything?"Sam looked at her. She was quite pretty, with dark brown hair, and her close-fitting white uniform emphasized a rather nice figure. It was too too dark to distinguish. I hoped she would get all that stink out of there. I was still planning to lick her pussy. When I had finished washing her back she asked me to get her toothbrush, toothpaste, and a glass of water; which I did. Once she had brushed and rinsed her teeth she asked me to shampoo her hair. After I had done that I helped her stand. While the water drained form the tub I toweled her off.Once she said she was dry she had me help her back to her room where she pulled down the blanket and sheet on. But that didn’t stop her from talking to me. Maybe as you are reading this you may notice beginning to see things from her point of view and just begin to picture that you have met this guy and this guy has swept you off your feet and as you vividly keep on picturing that just imagine how you would want to keep talking to me, see how you would make time to talk to me, how you would wait all the time to read my messages. That’s how it’s for her. Magical! Isn’t it? So, now it’d been more than a.