“I do not think, we have to go round and about, I could see lust in your eyes, when I first saw you. I know you want to do chudai with me. Tell you ...hat Partho, I am lonely too, my hubby is too busy traveling for his consultancy firm. I see my kids once a month and that goes for my hubby too and if I were lucky, he would give a fuck, maybe, once in few months. He just wants to make money and money and money but no time for his wife I hate that bastard and to get even with him, I pick up men. Again.” As he was putting away the needle he said in almost a sigh, “This was our last hope.”I passed out again. When I awoke this time, my eyes were actually open. I was in a different hospital bed. There weren’t as many tubes and the noise of the machines was much, much less. My parents were there and so was Dave and his parents.“We thought we’d lost you,” mom said. It was obvious she had been crying.“What in the hell did you think you were doing?” dad growled at me. His eyes looked like he. My hands went forward towards the loft but from midair came down to her bare waist. She suddenly half turned to me and put her arms around my neck. As she clung to me on that small stool top, I could see deep inside the cleavage of her breasts, feel her heaving breasts against my chest. Her right breast was already pressed against my chest. I was supporting her with my left hand and the right hand I now used to cup her left breast. It was more than a handful, as soft and firm thing, and even. It wasn't far off! Kitty's own moans were increasing rapidly in frequency and volume. Her back arched, hips jerking spasmodically as she humped against my face in rapid, jarring paroxysm's of orgasmic contractions. Kitty came hard and for a long time. I started to think that maybe she was trying to shake me off but no, she was merely out of control, lost in cumming in her lovers mouth (just as she should have). With her convulsions finally subsiding, I sat back up on my knees, hands caressing.