‘I understand, doll,’ he said as he laid his forehead against hers, his hand stroking her back absent-mindedly. ‘I have a class today,’ she sa...d as she pulled back a little and looked at him. ‘I will be free in the …’ ‘Don’t go,’ he said, taking her hands into his. ‘Spend the day with me,’ he said, brushing his lips against her knuckles. ‘Ron …,’ she ran her fingers over his forehead, pushing back his hair, ‘… Baby, I will have to go today. Mrs. Sanders will throw me out of the class if I don’t. Now i can hear moaning but it can not be Andrea because she does not moan,nevertheless that voice is very familiar,so i manage to open my eyes and i see John making my pretty wife moan with long ,strong nipple sucks,he alternate his tongue whipping the sensitive nipple to gentle bites.He sucks my wife white tits very hard and the breast are covered with big,dark hickeys.Dirk slide his fingers under Andrea panties,pull the big labias to the side to let the panties cover the very wet slit.Then. “Either give me a goddamn reason why not, or get Mary Reed and explain it to her. Bullshit on my heart, I’m only still here because I _thought_ they were dead.” “You really need to res-” The nurse says, but the doctor… Standish? Stanton? cuts her off. “I can arrange that, but you need to talk to Mrs. Reed first.” Mary was pushed a wheelchair into his room within minutes of being called on, but she intercepted him before he could get up. Not a difficult task – a week of immobility seemed to have. I attempted to look out from my immersion tank. I could not tell if this stranger was real or part of my popper haze. I wondered if I had left my basement door open and someone had wondered in. I didn’t care. All I cared about was his cock in my ass. A picture formed inside my head of what that mammoth cock must look like forcing its way into my body...my tiny asshole stretched impossibly wide and tight around the almost beer-can thickness of the man's humongous bull meat...the even broader.