The smell of our combined juices is strong and intoxicating. Just hours ago I was burying myself deep inside you as you clenched onto me. Now, my face...brushes against your juicy lips, my tongue slides across and between those flower's petals. As my tongue reaches your clit, you stir, slightly. The next time you move is once you feel my mouth latch onto your pussy, my tongue parting into your sex. Instinctively, your legs part in your sleep and I can hear your breathing change. I reach up your. I could sense her youngnubile breasts close to me and felt the need to be closer, as close assister to her.I stood up and undressed down to my panties. Ann handed me the dress andoffered to help me into it. Meanwhile Susan had been searching through thedrawers of underwear and selected a matching white slip and a white teenbra. She suggested that I would find the slip would be more comfortableand that the bra would help give the dress a more feminine form on me. Shehanded me the bra which I was. She again started with nakhras but I was unstoppable. I put my hand on her bully she sighed, took a deep breath. I then grabbed her and pulled her, starting smooching. Out saliva was exchanging, tongues were on the war. We continued with the DFK for about 10 mins, then I moved to her neck, engulfed her ear and boy she was getting high.I then started removing the Saree, then the blouse. She was now in the the bra and panties. Oh boy! her melons was trying to tear the bra and were asking me to. .. No, I was still kicking.I looked down to see a heavy blanket covering me. A hospital respiratory mask was strapped to my face, fogging up whenever I breathed. I pulled my arms up to see tubes and wires sticking out of it. A heart monitor nearby gave a steady beep to let me know it hasn't flatlined yet.Yep. Still alive. Fuck yeah.How long was I out?No, better question. Was everyone else okay?Wait, even better question. How the fuck do I get out of these tubes and shit connected to me?Was it.