Spread her legs like a whore and put them on the dash board afterwards, letting me play with her exposed pussy. She was playing with it too and was ju...t a horny bitch out of control. Unfortunately by the time we got home she wasn't feeling well, barfed and passed out on the bathroom floor. Today she hasn't been in the mood. I've talked to her about my desire to take her to a movie house and have her suck off strangers at a glory hole. She got hot but didn't really approve or disapprove... We. I gasp as I slip first one, then two fingers into my pussy and begin finger-fucking myself.“That feels so good, so good” I mumble, barely audible. “Yes, so good, yes…” I continue as my fingers began to take me higher and higher. A third and a fourth finger slip into my sex. With the fingers of one hand thrusting deeply into my pussy, the fingers of the other hand trace their way across my heaving breast and stomach before joining their sisters. Brushing against my clit, it sends shockwaves. And now she is here, actually walking in the scenes of The Sheltering Sky that she has watched countless times in her little attic in Munich.Already she feels out of place. With her Munich shades on, her curly red hair flying in the brilliant sun and her tight-fitting light trousers, she is standing out like a tourist just coming off a cruise ship that she can never afford to be on.She already feels the caressing stares of the men in the cafes on her bottom that the tight pants are designed to. The hole was about the size of a large orange, or a small g****fruit and several inches deep. If I hadn’t seen many wounds as an EMT and as a Marine during Vietnam, I would have probably passed out. As it was I nearly shit the bed. I later learned the sponge would have to be changed every other day, except weekends. That means a home care nurse would be visiting every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, until I was healed. I was discharged on Friday with a smaller portable wound machine. In addition.