’ Capturing his lips he cums filling me with his seed. Panting he rolls us over still inside me. Lying on top I nibble his nipples, biting his ches... tracing the tattoo with my tongue. Climbing off I head south nibbling and biting as I taste myself and him. The taste of honey soaks my mouth as I suck and twirl my tongue around his head, licking from bottom to top tasting every inch of him. I moan with how good he tasted. Reaching for me I stop him, pushing him back I continue my assault biting. He probably thought he was dreaming, or a nightmare. After he figured out that I was real, he tried to talk with me when the nurse came in and told him to relax for now. ‘Mary will be staying at the hospital by his side till later tonight. I’ll go and get her when she calls for a ride back. It was pretty good news. The worse news, severe brain damage, didn’t happen.’ ‘Why don’t you change and we can have a quiet meal together.’ It was about 10 minutes when Gail Marie came back, wearing her. "See," he exclaimed, "there remains still some of the magic draught. Quick, quick! tell me what I must do this time; are there any fresh instructions? Speak, my friend; I listen." There is not a hope," replied Faria, shaking his head, "but no matter; God wills it that man whom he has created, and in whose heart he has so profoundly rooted the love of life, should do all in his power to preserve that existence, which, however painful it may be, is yet always so dear." Oh, yes, yes!" exclaimed. It was the joining of two souls, two soul mates. In the union of their love. As pleasures spiraled higher, both riding the edge of their mutual union to the brink and holding it there. Kisses were fevered, touches were roughly tender, and each bringing the other closer.Softly mewed sounds left each set of lips as hands twisted into the tumble of white cotton sheet beneath them. Softly murmured words, more sounds, sweet in sound as each reached the edge time and time again, before tumbling over.