Nurse Jones' home only took in high dependency people. The amounts paid for their care barely met the home's outgoings even while the payments for the...remaining low dependency inmates subsidised the others. At the time the diary started the strain on staff was beginning to show. Nurse Jones couldn't afford more staff.The low dependency clients were gradually ageing and becoming high dependency. The high dependency ones deteriorated, creating more pressure. One case in particular needed. I said have to call home, he said I can do it from his house. When we reached his floor I noticed it was only only two flats and the opp flat had a lock, he just held my face and kissed me on my lips. I was taken aback but let him kiss me as I knew now we have to maintain the distance. He started touching me and kept kissing me I asked him to ring the door bell he said he has the keys. He bit me on my lips and I let him by stroking his face. How I wish he never opens the door as that would end. I had been aroused as the day had moved, and maybe it is words, poems, and teasing of sorts that constitutes the greatest foreplay to foreplay, or at least it had been. I felt her lips press gingerly to mine, and my arms...somehow began to raise up, and they found there to her back, still wet with the rain, but so warm. The kissing began to become much more forceful then, and in the depths of my soul, I felt a fire began to rage, some strange and mystical forcefulness. This rock of Gibraltar. And I do mean a lot. It splashed over my face: my eye sockets and nose were covered, and I felt it land in my hair and also roll down my chin. I licked what I could and helped drain him entirely. He rested back on the mast and grinned at me. Nate offered me more wine and we went to his bedroom where I played with his cock till it grew back to the hard, veiny penis that I crave. We fucked and this time he unloaded deep in my pussy. I happily carried his seed back to my home, but I didn't see him.