" Please sir, I would like to get inside so we can go to the hospital and visit Kaitlyn." At least you remember your manners. Go on. But your mother w...uld probably like for you to come back." Yes sir."The way Mickey was acting reminded me of a young errant child. With what she had explained last night, I could understand why. But it pained me to see her treated this way. She was very quiet as we moved out to the hospital. I knew she would talk when she felt ready so other than her giving me. . Eileen.... a... a... a.... lot... but... but not... not... not girls... like... like... me... me. No... no one does... would." Jean shut her eyes tight as her body started twitching hard. Uh... uh... uh... UH!" She began shaking harder, then the twitching became jerking. Her face turned into her pillow. She worked her fingers harder. Her other arm was shaking as it reached back. Her fingers slid between her buns into her deep crack, it looked like two fingertips were circling her anus. The whole two hour ride over, we both knew we were mainly just going to fuck. I actually thought about pulling over and fucking her a couple of times, but I held out. So we went out to a nice dinner, blah, blah, blah, then back to the hotel. I don't remember much of the details about that night, other than I fucked the shit out of her, then slept naked. The next morning, we showered together, she soaped me down and washed every inch of my body, especially my cock. It was pretty erotic, so we. One band went about her waist, hooking at her rear; the other bands werefour suspenders that went down to her stockings, each stockingattachment covered by two broad satin ribbons.Little satin panties with matching satin and lace trim were fastened bybows at her hips. They clearly displayed her very womanly mound -something that strangely seemed to disappoint Peter. Her bra alsomatched and was of a quarter bra design that pushed up and displayed hersurprisingly large girlie boobies. Over her.