Hands on your hips, I lift you up. I'm holding you off the floor, pressing. Your hips roll in my arms. Skin on skin. I feel your heat. I smell your ar...usal. You're wet, ready. I slide a little, back and forth, feeling your arousal, hot and wet. Pushing, sliding; close, but not quite the right angle. You are watching me. In a moment, I lift you and catch just inside. Your breath gasps a moment at the sensation. I lean forward and kiss you, as I slide in, out a little, in more, a little more.. That is the basis of all human mortality.” Winston ChurchillI have been in the room for three days. Observation, I am told, but I feel fine or so I thought.Casey, my night nurse, strolled into my room. She always came to see me for a few minutes before her shift started. I gazed slowly up and down her frame. She had the curvy hips of a woman that was meant to breed, orange sized tits and soft, long, brown hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Today it was let down, which gave a look of a. It wasn’t making love by the river but it was a start. After the movie we spent over two hours talking in her car, it was the beginning of a roller-coaster ride of rising passions. Each time we shared the pieces of our lives over casual conversation we grew closer first by inches then feet and miles. The more I learned the more I wanted to know and the harder it became to part from her. Logically I knew that it was all happening too fast to be real and yet my heart has always had the better. Soon the young brunette was thrusting her pelvis hard into Miss Arnold's open mouth, while trying desperately to keep the slippery tongue in contact with her throbbing clit! After a few more minutes of Miss Arnold's oral attention, Becky's vagina spasmed hard and released a shattering orgasm that raced through her entire body!Miss Arnold sat up and looked at Tommy, her face dripping with Becky's love juice, and Tommy said, "Nice job cunt, now kiss her on the mouth hard!!!" Miss Arnold leaned up.