I got off to sleep but woke later with her head on my arm. Now I definitely couldn’t move unless I woke her. I took the opportunity to look at her l...vely face again. As I stared she opened her eyes and stared back at me. I couldn’t close my eyes quickly, I had been made already! She gazed at me then leant in to kiss me! I let her come at me, feigning some surprise. She cranes her head towards me and kissed me again, harder this time on the lips and lingered there to see if I would kiss her. My next instinct was to try and move, if only to convince myself that I had avoided a date with the undertaker. I was to be disappointed, however, as my brain was sending the messages to my limbs but my arms and legs appeared to be ignoring these.I felt a light but positive pressure being applied to my chest, and then the gentle but insistent female voice from somewhere above me:“Lie still, the doctor said that you weren’t to move!”I tried to talk but my mouth was dry and my lips and tongue. My heart was pounding as I was opening her salwar pants now.Her knees were bent and I didn’t face any difficulty removing her pants which revealed the best fat thighs and pussy lips I have ever seen her pussy lips were visible from over the top of her panty and her panty was kind of stuck between her fat vaginal lips.I opened her panty, and threw it off the bed onto the floor with the other clothes and started by kissing her calves I actually bit them a little as they were so plumpy and I had. The surgeon was quite happy with how it turned out.”She fussed around for a few moments, and then jotted down notes on my chart. Tapping her pen against her bottom lip, she frowned.“I have to get your insurance details.”“What insurance?”“Your medical insurance.”“I’m from Britain. We don’t have medical insurance.”She frowned again. By all indications, this was a very bad thing. Very bad.“We have the NHS,” I explained.“Will they pay?”“I dunno. I’ve never been in hospital outside Britain before. I.