But I couldn't be sure. Since I couldn't see very well, and I didn't want to make the situation awkward, I tried to focus on the movie . . .An hour la...er it ended."Wow, that was a great movie," Wendy squealed with delight. She then turned fully around while remaining inside Michael's lap, "what did you think, hon?"I answered, "Well, I didn't get to. . ." No! Not you, silly-- Michael." Wendy looked at me with a smirk, and turned back to face Michael. Her face was literally a couple of inches. They'd communicated on the phone several times as well as chatted online. Not once did she come off as irrational or overly demanding. In fact, her demeanor could have been described as sweet. She said she dabbled in BDSM when the notion hit her and she was extremely selective of the subs with whom she chose to play. She never brought up the subject of money and she wasn't even particularly interested in cam shows or making John perform tasks to show his sincerity or submissiveness. She did ask. I didn’t know if the nurse knew, but if she did I hoped she would realise what I had said.“Er what?” came the confused response. “Toby?”I quickly passed the phone to the nurse.“Hello? Mrs Simpson?”There was a short pause before I heard Mrs Clarke say slowly, “Who is this please?”“Hello Mrs Simpson, my name is Sophie Hutchens. I’m the ward clerk for the SAU at the hospital. Your son was involved in a minor accident last night and ended up in hospital with a bang on the head. Unfortunately,” I. Timothy let out a loud groan, and stopped pumping into the chubby man for a moment. Then, the black man started to direct the rhythm, pushing Timothy forward into the chubby man, and entering deeper inside him with every push. Finally, Timothy clenched his butt, and shot his seed deep into in the chubby man's asshole.He was still ejaculating when the black man pulled him out of the other man's anus, and roughly pushed Timothy on his back to take his place. Timothy understood what was expected.