My bitch’Q’ was waiting for me at the airport. She had come to pick me up. I could recognize her easily as I had seen her before on video call. I ...ould see the joy on her face. We both hugged each other tightly and we smooched in the presence of the public. She told, “ hold on baby, we have one whole week left for us”. She was well dressed. She was wearing light makeup and her sunglasses and light coloured lipstick. We went to the parking lot. I was surprised that my bitch had come in a jaguar. She arched her back in arousal to keep my lips in contact with her perfect little tits while my free hand stroked slowly down her taught stomach toward the waist band of her shorts."Oh, hell yeah," she moaned. "Bite my titties. Hurt them!"Unwilling to go too far, I kept up my gentle chewing and nibbling as I worked my fingers under the waistband and in to her shorts. Her hips came up off the bed and she spread her thighs wider as I reached between her legs, waiting to encounter her pubic. My tongue wriggling and squirming around inside her only made her hotter and made her produce more delicious honey for me to lap up.She was like a perpetual-motion machine–the more I licked, the more juices she offered and the more I tried to lick up! There were only two outcomes to this... either I would get tired of licking or she would get dehydrated producing so much sweet juice!I'm not entirely sure whether it was my breakneck devouring of her or her lack of attention in that area, but. ‭"I put on the jeans she brought, even though it was painful.The waist was loose, but the hips were tight.It was the best I could hope for.The damn cops had even taken my belt into evidence.I was going to need one quick, since the waist was always loose, even while the ass was tight.Jen was right as usual.When the nurse's aide rolled me out, we were immediately surrounded by flashing lights.There were so many questions I had no idea which ones to answer first, so I didn't answer any.The aide.