She smiled again, almost giggled of a laughter saying “you are crazy, I am not like that, and I am not interested in girls at all” I smiled saying...“what a waste, I would have enjoyed your gorgeous body, besides you would have indulged the total odor and smell of your son all over my body, he did not leave an inch of my body without touching it, kissing it, licking it or fucking it, he even fucked me in the ass”I was flirting with her by all means and trying to go deeper, especially when I. I tried 2-3 times but didn’t find the hole she hold my penis and put on hole and gave lust full smile.I found my destination; and feel there is no restriction I can easily enter my penis. But at that time don’t bother these things, start fucking hard, she start moaning, ..aaaach, aaaach please fuck me, muaaaach, uuaaaaaaah…… She pressed her nails on my back. I start kissing on her back, lips. She moving her hand on my ass, tried to make finger on my hole.She starts moaning loud and making push. My life was at its lowest ebb; I was profoundly homesick andmiserable, and currently in a state of complete isolation; propped upin the middle of a large bed in the farthest corner of an enormous,echoing, hospital ward.The nurses made frequent attempts to cheer me up, with little success;until eventually my condition was referred to "A Higher Authority." Iwas told that Matron was coming up to the ward, especially to see me,and I was sternly warned that I MUST be on my best behaviour forher...... I lay on my bed, still in shock at what had just happened. After about ten minutes, I decided to listen outside their door to see if I could hear them having sex. I sneaked up to their door, and sure enough, I could hear mum moaning. He's such a lucky bastard, I thought. I didn't stay long before heading back to my bed to go to sleep. The next morning I woke with my usual morning erection. I still couldn't believe what had happened last night. I didn't masturbate that morning. Instead, I got up.