I didn't tell her but I like thethought and enjoyed the Mrs. Stuff. On Friday I went out and bought anew black and white floral dress for our big dat.... I was very excitedand by the time Saturday morning came around I had put the phone call outof my mind and was again floating on cloud 9 of femininity.Jeffery arrived promptly at 7pm. He looked dashing in his blue blazerand khaki pants with a white oxford shirt. I giggled when I thought thatI used to own the same outfit. He kissed me and. Had someone from the evening cleaning staff snuck a peek at her while she slept? She felt vulnerable. The round opening in the cast, left un-plastered to accommodate her bodily functions, had left her most delicate parts at the mercy of anyone bold enough try. She felt unsafe for the first time since the accident. Her arms and legs spread and suspended to the metal frame above her would make hiding herself impossible. Hours ticked by while she nervously eyed the door. Sleep did not come easy,. The second guy grunted aloud and very suddenly blew his load into her mouth.She almost choked in surprise, but managed to recover quickly and started to swallow. The hand she had on Gary’s shaft faltered as she concentrated on the other cock, swallowing down the multiple ribbons of the hot seed that plastered the inside of her mouth. She looked up at him for just a second, long enough to make brief eye contact as she took in his essence, then he was pulling away and retreating to his own seat,. “Are you okay?” he whispers, but either she doesn’t hear him or can’t answer, perhaps both. Her head is thrown back and her eyes are tightly shut and she’s clutching a bunch of blouse fabric between her teeth. He flicks at her clit with his tongue-tip and this makes her convulse, her abs rippling clearly. “Hey,” he says quietly, “look at me.” She does, with some effort it seems, look at him with very wide, almost frightened eyes, letting the shirt fall from her mouth. “I want you to watch me,”.