"Aren't you going to flip over?" I asked, somewhat in a hurry to get started."I want to try it like this, if you don't mind. It will still work. See?"...she said while pointing to her thigh while flexing it. "Jump aboard."I paused for a minute. I was clearly horny and willing enough to hump my friend's leg, don't get me wrong. Very horny, and very willing. But that was assuming she would be face-down, in the pillow. It seemed like it gave me a tiny sense of privacy in a weird sort of way. But. I had pissed myself and was lying in a vast cold puddle that reached my toes and chin. I tried to roll sideways, also desperate to ease the tightness of the collar which was restricting my breathing so that I was gasping like a tortured animal. My arms were numb and would not respond at all to my need to lift them towards the collar. I couldn't roll either, my body now a run-down wreck, so I lay there, breathing shallowly, staring at the line of drool which connected my lip to the lake of urine. I can't help it. It's so big. And so stiff Terri thought, her hand slowly stroking up and down his shaft while her other hand brushed over the top of her panty-covered pussy.Terri's lust was building as her son moaned in his sleep, and when she saw his precum bubbling out of his mushroom head, she was unable to stop from lowering her face to his massive meat.Maybe I can kiss the tip just once. Yes, only the very tip, and I'll stop Terri considered, as she smelt her son's sex. Dubiously, Terri. “You got a prescription...”“Yes, I made an appointment and got asked all the usual questions ... am I on chemo ... have I seen a specialist ... Nothing that had to do with the business at hand, which was to have my private parts poked, squeezed, prodded, probed and swabbed just so I could walk away with a piece of paper.”“The burden of being you.”“You don’t know the half of it.”“So, when can we dispense with condoms?”“Right away,” she replied.“I thought they wanted you to use supplementary.