When the surgeon came out of surgery at about 8:00 PM, he told us that he was able to remove all of it that he could find, that Dad was coming to, and...that Mom and I could see him. The first time I saw Dad after the surgery is something that I will never forget. As we rounded ICU and I saw him for the first time, he was awake, eyes open with his left hand up watching himself wiggle his fingers. The first thing he asked Mom was ‘Did you sing?’ Late that night the surgeon came in to ICU with his. I was lucky if I got some pussy once a month or so. But that is not something I had given much thought to, at least not until now. And he was certainly right about me having a smaller dick. But I just knew that I could never touch another man’s cock, much less suck him. I also realized that if I was still back in Minnesota around my old friends, I would never be tempted in a situation like this. I was thinking about all of Max’s comments and frankly did not know what to say. But then he filled. And oh how the man seemed to be enjoying. You could hear that in his voice. I started to realize that he is going to reach his climax. Oh no, don't let him cum inside! Don't let him cum inside! Please! You are not even using any birth control!"That's it... yeah... cum for me, honey," she said, when she also obviously realized he was getting close.I couldn't believe my ears. Was she so carried away that she would let him cum inside? This was enough. I must stop this. I was going to open the door. Tink’s orgasm came first. She felt it building inside her. Memories flooded her. Memories of her experiences once she’d mastered flying and daring herself to dive high speed towards the ocean or the rocks, always banking and pulling back up to safety seconds before the crash. Now though, Tink dared herself not to pull up from these intense feelings. Tink dared to crash with Hook hammering within her and her body receiving him, submissive to him, wanting him even if his sex would split her in.