I could feel his heat against my ass and my shaft. I went from heaven to hell. No one should feel this good. However, he really had to push this ti...e. His cock while still full was close to bursting. He was reaching that point of not wanting to cum and have it be over, so he’d either pop and cum all over me or lose his erection entirely. He reached down with a second hand to push on his glans with his fingers. The engorged head popped right in. He immediately started cumming and I could. When I couldn't take it anymore, I whispered to the closest nurse that I wanted her to clear the room so I could get up before I wet the bed, she whispered back, "Go ahead. We put a catheter in, and you are hooked up to a collection bag." Her smile was beautiful and I found myself captivated by her.As the throng surrounding me increased, I did as my Florence Nightingale suggested and ... it worked!That crisis averted, I started to feel around my head to see what the damages were, but one of the. Lena couldn’t believe her friend was talking to her this way. She didn’t like it…She wanted to pull away. But Luke’s hand was firm on the back of her head, preventing her escape. Part of her was scared now, she was going somewhere she’d never been before…part of her wanted to turn and run while she still could…and yet part of her, the part which usually got her into trouble, was insisting that she carry on. Nervously, she flicked out her tongue and tasted the sticky liquid oozing from his cock.. I tried to resist my primal need to orgasm, yet I knew that the punishment could be even worse if I made a mess and orgasmed without consent. I lifted my mouth off of Mrs. Perkins’ warm and wet center.“I’m close, Mommy” I announced, “May I, please?”“Absolutely NOT” she yelled back. “How close are you?” she added with a small chuckle.“VERY close, PLEASE... PLEASE don't make me cum!” I replied, as if almost in a panic."Good Boy" praised Mrs. Perkins. "You finally realize what is important... ME.