I put my hand on her crotch and rubbed her pussy through her panties. Her pussy was warm and her panties were damp. She still hadn't moved or even a...ted like she was awake. I pulled the leg opening to the side and rubbed her pussy lips. She didn't move. I took my hand away, spit on my finger and put it back on her pussy, this time sliding my finger into her. She still didn't move.....she was gone. My wife told me that when she taked all those meds she out for hours. Her husband once. We walked through the park and found a little shaded area, as we kissed I rubbed her pussy it was smooth no hair at all she grabbed my now hard cock and took her panties off laid on the gground and told me to lick herr slit.I gently licked her pussy lips rubbing her clit making her cum as I moved up pushing my huge cock into her I had got a mate to buy me some rubbers incase I got lucky, she said it was lovely I had thought of protection, I pushed in the warmth of her pussy felt great, as she. Our morning session went much as before except that her finger stayed longer in my bottom than before and seemed to go deeper. I almost came when she did that, but I knew I had worse torment to come. My breasts had healed more quickly and now showed almost no sign of their harsh treatment. Marie still insisted on treating them daily and she pinched and twisted my nipples more viciously each day. The marks on my pussy had gone already but that didn’t stop her. She brought me closer than she ever. His head ached in time to a steady beeping noise that wouldn’t stop. He tried to open his eyes, but they didn’t obey his commands. He wished the beeping sound would stop or, at least, get quieter. He heard other noises, the soft squeak of tennis shoes on linoleum, the whisper of hose encased thighs rubbing together, and a nervous cough from a distance away. He wondered where he was.Knowing that he couldn’t live the rest of his life with his eyes closed, he gave another attempt to open them and.