He told about his past sex that his first was with goan catholic married wife whos’s husband was working in Middle East well that we do not know how...far it is true after the lunch when I went to bathroom.I smell my panty it had purposely hang on hand shower it was sticky and smells sperms fragrances. Then I washed my wet pussy my whole body was urging for sex. When I came out from bathroom we both gave had mischief smiles he knew that I had smell his masturbation sperms. There were some hot sex. A. so they were gone for the weekend. So it was just Caity and I all alone in her house, sure all I could think of was fucking her, but she was also my friend and I didn't want to force her outside her comfort zone. She said she would be right back as she was going to get the popcorn and movies we were gonna watch. When she returned she turned the lights off, put the movie 28 Days Later on then put the popcorn between us. While we were watching she dropped a peice of popcorn between her boobs. I cleaned, numbed, and stitched that wound as well. I knew she would bear scars from the cuts on both her leg and forehead but the stitches would help heal the wounds and minimize the scarring.I sat back and watched the young woman for a few minutes, feeling a deep determination to see her through this. I glanced at the monitors and her condition was unchanged.I rose from the bed and gathered a small bowl of cold bottled water and a soft cloth and began slowly washing the fever-induced sweat. At 37 Katie looked good. She had dark hair and bright blue eyes which lit up her face. Her body was in very good shape as a result of her physically demanding job rather than any fitness regime.Her breasts were perfectly proportioned for her petite 5'2" height, full but neither too large nor too small. I was suddenly very aware of these breasts pressed up against me, her hand still gently squeezing me. I knew I should say something, but as I fumbled for the right words her lips closed on mine.