After a minute of that she finally asked the question that I hoped wasn’t going to be asked. “Are you guys trying to cook in here, it smells wonde...ful” she said. My first expression was a slight grin then a chuckle “No” me and brandy blurted out at the same time. We looked at each other and smiled as dirty thoughts ran over and over in our heads. We didn’t get any response from her after that. By the time dinner was ready I decided to take my leave. Her mom insisted that I stay for dinner, I. "That feels funny?" he asked. "Yeah, I guess it would." He snaked the four feeding tubes into the base and dipped one into the can of soup, another into the jar of baby food, another into a small jug of fresh water, and the fourth into the jug of grape juice. The two breathing tubes, he just let them dangle down into the base. "Can you breathe freely?" "Yeth," she slurred. "Try sucking from each of the tubes and make sure you can drink from each one. It may take a while to suck. "It's all right," I said, "He's gone."She sat up and wiped at her eyes with her knuckles and then her mouth with her palm, looking at the crimson result. Despite the red marks on her face and shoulders and her dishabille, she was a lovely young matron and obviously very frightened. "He'll be back," she moaned, hoisting up her fallen shift strap and covering her pointed boob.I put my arm about her and held her gently. She put her head on my chest and sobbed. I patted her back and enjoyed the. I would move my hands from her buttocks, and use them to brace myself as she slowly moved back and forth, driving our passion towards its zenith. In this position, I could feel heat emanating from her body, engulfing me as her sex engulfed mine. The warmth flowed from our point of union, and spread outward through my body, working its way through my limbs and torso, until I felt that I had somehow melted into her, and burned as an ember in the same fire. Here our breathing was becoming ragged,.