Licking it.. drinking my juices.. this made me even more horny and i came again.. He liked the taste of my juices.. He drank it all up..He stood up an... headed to the stairs... "you look filthy my whore, we need to shower you, come on up into the shower room, i'll preparer the water for us"He said that and walked up right into the master bedroom which had the room size showerI got up, sticky.. cum all over me.. My pussy was sore and hurting.. it was numb, paining.. difficult to walk but i had to. He continued."It seems that he has suffered some amnesia. He doesn't know who he is and probably will not recognize you or your mother." What? I don't understand," I said."He is very disoriented right now and most cases like this the amnesia is temporary. It might go away in a few hours, a few days or even weeks. It might be wise to wait until your mother gets here before you go and see him." Why do you say that?" I asked.The doctor sighed. "This can be hard on all of you including the victim.. “Dog, for a mongrel you taste quite delicious, I want more of you”. Then she kneeled down in front of him and with both her hands on his shoulders for support she started licking the blood from his wound.The boy looked at her as his breath started to heave at every small stinging lick of her tongue on him. He wasn’t in pain yet he was uncomfortable for the last thing he wanted was to enjoy himself and a pretty perverted girl licking his chest was not so unpleasant. Her hands were now on his. Luckily, he was the only one there. He was having a hard time not judging himself, having another waiting with him would have been too much.He stared out of the tinted window. He had a good life and a good marriage, but things had grown cold in the bedroom. He knew from his work that there was no excuse for what he was about to do, but the opportunity had presented itself and at a weak moment, he had succumbed to the temptation. He was startled by the sound of his name. He looked up and saw a.