His fingers split to either side with the middle one lightly sliding over the center. He does not press in at all, but her passion has preceded him an... she parts easily. The willingness of her moist sex encourages him and she feels his delight pressing into her back as he shifts slightly to the right to better reach her. He slides his hand back up until that wicked center finger hovers over that which craves his touch. Small circular motions pressing infinitely closer each time brings a low. I kissed her back weakly. "Ready for a nap babe?" She asked me rubbing my arm. I smiled and closed my eyes. I felt her hands slide to my cock. Then I felt a hot wet tongue lick my head. I rolled on my back and she sucked me clean. "I don't think that will get hard for awhile" I told her. She looked at me and let my cock slide from her lips. "We'll damn I wanted more" she said smiling. I watched her stand up and she started to slide her clothes on. I trailed my. She was so lovely she took my breath away. Her long blonde hair was piled elaborately on her head in swirls and curls, with just a few strands artfully escaping along the back of her neck. Her dress was a low-cut powder blue spaghetti strap number that accentuated her narrow waist and revealed just a hint of cleavage. She was wearing her pearl pendant on its gold chain, and it was resting on the flawless skin below her throat. It was a tossup whether the pendant enhanced the throat, or the. I did pretty good getting up out of the chair and was almost to the bed with Sally Mae came rushing into the room with her arms full."Mr. Johnson, you are not getting back in that dirty ole bed. I don't like this here hospital none too much. Soon as you are able we're taking you back to your house. Ma says I got to do what it takes to get you better. Papaw says the longer someone go stay at the hospital, the close they is to leaving in a pine box," she told me.Sally Mae was dead serious about.