No words pass. Her pelvis digs into mine, legs wrapping around my waist. I lift off her shirt. Small breasts tumble out. Brown spot by her belly butto.... I put my mouth on her, her fingers run through my hair.Her jeans, tight flared, torn at the knee. I pry at them with my fingers until she does it for me. My shirt lifts off over my head, gets stuck. Our bodies press together, warm to warm.On her knees in 2020, my wife Alexis has my cock in her mouth. Hot water streams around us. My fingers in. I’m afraid you might need a full six weeks before you can get back onto the football field if you don’t want to risk permanent damage.”“You’re killing me, Doc.”“I’ll make you a deal. If you follow my treatment plan, I promise to get you on the field as soon as I think you can safely do so. You might still be in pain, but I can help you with that if we have to. The main thing we need is to get your ribs healed. Right now, if you were hit just right, they could rebreak and do serious damage. The. I'd have never thought of stuffing something that got cooked with cream cheese and scallions. So good! I continued to nibble while I tossed the salad with olive oil and herbs, then added just enough balsamic vinegar to make a light dressing. Once on the salad plates, I added a carefully placed ring of red onion, a shred of carrot, and two flowered radishes on each plate. My timer dinged again and I took the popovers out of the oven. Beautiful! I quickly collected the appetizer plates, simply. Now it was my turn to blush. She had recovered and now she was pissed. 'What the hell? Why'd you just burst in without knocking?!' 'I ... I heard a noise and I thought you hurt yourself!, I was only trying to help. If I had of known you were doing... THAT, I would've never walked in!.' I left the room as fast as I could, and ducked into my room leaning against the door. The shower long forgotten as my cock begged for attention, I thought just once and I'll never do it again. So I fished my cock.