’ This brought a smile to her sleepy face, the same refreshing one I had admired the day she arrived on the unit. ‘And with a smile like that,’...I added. ‘No one will even notice that you don’t have any hair.’ Her smile grew brighter yet and, already assimilated to our routines, she lifted her gown just enough for me to access her Hickman. As I flushed the line to begin drawing her blood, she spoke gently. ‘Brian hates it.’ ‘Brain?’ I asked. ‘My husband. He hates it. He says it looks ugly.’. Every now and then a face seemed to appear on the knob of that large penis but it was always too indistinct to make out. However, even in Susan’s dreamy world of ‘fuzzy-logic’ something told her that she knew exactly who that face belonged to.As the dream progressed Susan didn’t have time to dwell on the face’s identity. That giant penis soon began to grow from a pleasant flaccid state to that of a full sized erection. The feeling of the giant, engorged knob moving over her skin was electric.. “Now when you start touching a woman, don’t just reach in and grab at her tits. Women take longer to get turned on than men, so start with someplace safe, rub her arm or squeeze her side, make her feel comfortable.We started kissing again and his hands moved over me, exploring my figure. When he finally touched a breast, I leaned back into the couch, giving his fingers room to trace my soft curves and test the firmness of my nipples. While he caressed me, with one hand I unbuttoned my top while. Closer and closer, heat rose, desires burned like a branding iron searing through doubts, and denial to culminate in a fulfillment that went beyond fantasy. Her breasts bobs and he lifted one to his mouth to suckled running his tongue over it. He knows this is her temperature gauge for arousal and his tongue and lips raised it to new heights. Her breaths came in short spurts, his eyes on hers and the wave began. The ocean of desire cannot be denied when the waves rise and has no other purpose.