She tongued him again. Callum sat in a chair by the bed, watching and masturbating with a slow, unhurried hand. Niall's breaathing got louder. He snap...ed his head back with a grunt as she cupped his balls in one hand. She glanced sideways at Callum. His hand moved like before and his eyes gleamed. Miranda wanted the hand to move faster. “It turns you on, doesn't it?” he said quietly. She nodded, unable to look away from the hand that now moved faster.You have no idea, she thought. But he'd soon. Fear over the way my life was out of control. Fear over never achieving what I had set out to achieve. Fear that as a scientist I would be insignificant, that my life and work would count for nothing. Fear of letting Miranda deeper into my life only to lose her next year. ‘And is there anything beneath fear?’ I asked, shivering at the chilly winter air. ‘Probably,’ he said. ‘We’re usually afraid when we’re exposed. When we feel vulnerable.’ ‘Vulnerable,’ I mused. ‘That’s exactly what it is when. You can change the dressing everyday. Use antibiotic cream on it and don’t get it wet till you see me.’ ‘Okay, I can handle all that. So I don’t have to use the crutches?’ I said. ‘Not if you can get by without them, but keep them around you might just need them.’ Jeff suggested. Then as quickly as he arrived, he was gone. I was surprised to find Cheryl walking through my door only seconds after Jeff left. ‘What were you doing? Hanging out in the hall waiting for the doctor to leave?’ I asked. She sat it next to her then turned back to her blonde friend. She dipped her head down between Sam's legs and lazily licked up the blonde's release, starting from her inner lips and working outward, actually avoiding trying to stimulate the girl, until she was licking up her inner thighs.Cat's hope was in vain as her delicate licking along with the texture of her tongue caused Sam to gently buck up at her, a few aftershocks going off inside the buxom blonde.The tanned teen turned her back to.