She gasped a bit. "Grab me a sock," she instructed, but before he seemed fully aware of what he was doing, Mike was on his knees and licked and sucked...his seed off her body. She gasped louder this time."Does that really matter after everything else that's happened?" Mike asked, swallowing the cum. The scene made it pretty clear it didn't: he was nude, holding her panties saturated and full with his cum, she nearly naked with soaked panties of her own. He cleaned the remaining cum off his cock. Joe felt his heart sink. ‘Oh no,’ he said. ‘Which hospital is she in?’ He was told, and he decided to go and visit her the next morning. He found her looking ghastly in a clean white hospital bed, all wrapped up and with a couple of drips – but she was conscious and she smiled when she saw him enter. He apparently was the first to visit her – after all, she was only the barmaid, she said a little bitter. He sat down at her bedside and tried to entertain her with a couple of stories, and the. It started with the scars. The eldest scars faded first, and then newerones, and then the most recent. Soon, Spiculus's skin was that of ababy, soft and fresh.Spiculus had always been clean shaven, but even the lightest of hairsthat had grown from his long journey disentegrated, as did the virulentcarpet at his chest. To the rhythm of the music, body hair lightenedand thinned, then disappeared.The lute still played, but the woman no longer touched the strings as ithung in the air. She rose. Good! That must've been what she wanted. I slide my hands down, underneath and squeeze again. All natural. She feels so good. Like a woman is supposed to feel."Léchez-moi." she says.I look at her questioningly. She touches my lips with her index finger, then her nipple. Oh, she must mean kiss! I smile to her. I can do that! I slowly kiss a path down the center of her chest. Her hand moves from my shoulder to the back of my neck. She guides me. She shows me what she wants. Moving.