"He took something... Some kind of pills... " I finally announced out loud. "His heart is going stop beating, and I can't get his stomach to puke it u...!"I was trying my hardest to make him throw up, but just as I thought I was getting something to work, his heart did stop."SHIT!" I said, as I tried to start it up again. I was having to share my own life energy with him, and I was feeling the drain."His heart stopped!" the nurse finally concluded nearly thirty seconds after it had.I began. He spent a few moments looking around the lounge from the doorway. Sometimes there would articles of clothing lying around. Sandra’s panties would invariably be lying on the floor or on the settee. Sometimes a bra would be left discarded too along with a top and a skirt. Samuel’s shoes along with his trousers and boxers were also quite likely to be found; but today there were no signs of hurried passion. Ken glanced upwards sensing that they were in bed. The usual routine for Sandra and Samuel. I met the Dr. & he asked me to take the X-ray, so I had to go to the x-ray dept, and submitted my paper for the X-ray. On that day I was wearing a tight jeans a t-shirt & boxers. One young lady called out me name & I was asked to enter the x-ray room. She was there with me too. I saw her name tag & it said “Shalani”. She asked me where I was injured & I told my thigh, sop she asked me raise my pants & I did but it reached till the knee… so she asked me to remove my pants. & showed me the. His moan proved to me I was doing something right, so I repeated it over and over, stopping occasionally to catch my breath and stroke his cock. I could feel it getting bigger, more engorged, in my hand. I sucked the head into my mouth again, but this time I took it deeper. In my enthusiasm, I took it a little deeper than I was prepared for, and gagged audibly. He picked up his head and looked down at me. I looked up at him, tears in my eyes, searching for approval. "You okay?" I nodded, his.