I dipped my fingers again and this time, as I raised them to my lips I looked directly at her reflection. She held my gaze as I licked my fingers, the...hand between her legs was moving now and she raised the other to massage her breast, letting out another moan. I couldn’t believe it; she was masturbating as she watched me licking my own pee from my fingers. The flow of pee was subsiding now and she walked into the bathroom. She stood right in front of me, holding my gaze. Bending slightly and. And dear, oh dear. My excitement was beyond belief. I tried to remove, but it was a bit difficult. So I used a little bit of force to lift her and remove it. And these times, in one go, I was successful.Man! I was surprised to see a fully shaved pussy and those pussy lips were flawless. I was so excited, I jumped and directly put my tongue in her pussy. I could feel the heat of her groin area increasing. She was moving involuntarily out of ecstasy. I was on it, my tongue was working overtime.. Her tongue was swirling all around it trying to coax out that sweet juice. I finally started pumping my cum right into her throat and she never missed a drop. She could definitely suck a cock like a pro down at the saloon. Once I was done, I went around behind her and started slapping her ass again. I asked her if she liked that and all she could do was moan and shake her head yes. I asked if she'd ever had a cock in her ass and she said "NO! And don't you go tryin neither.."Again with the. My time at the hospital was characterized mostly by visits by Mr. Taylor. He seemed to me to be repenting for missing out on so much time in the lives of his children. Maybe it was an effect of the news of my condition. He had likely feared that I was gone, and that he had somehow failed as a father for not being around to help prevent it. Now, he was trying to make up for it.Mr. Taylor wasn't my only regular visitor. Jessica was by often, which towards the end of my stay seemed to be bugging.