"I waited a moment before responding."Being married would put a crimp in what you want to do?" I questioned her. "So who is he?"She looked embarrassed...before responding."I don't think this has a bearing on the issue. It's just something I feel I have to do."I looked at her calmly and then got up from my chair."Alright, I'll call George Albright Monday." I told her. George was our lawyer.She had a look of intense relief as she responded."Thank you honey. I was so afraid you wouldn't understand.". I was sucking and nibbling away at her 32 size boobs. She was biting her lips and scratching me to keep from moaning. She was playing with my hair and pushing my head towards her boobs asking me to bite her nipples harder in the meanwhile my hands were inside her bottoms And I was playing with her clit and stroking her ass. It was really wet waiting for my fingers. I asked her if she was a virgin to which she said no but that was no problem for me. I then removed her bottoms off completely. “You’re good until they declare you ‘fit to travel’. It may be that in a week they bundle you into a wheelchair and send you home via medical repatriation unless you’re up and around under your own steam. Trust Dr Veit. He is very well-regarded and at any rate, he has you doing all the same things you would be doing back home.”My mother and father were still around, having cancelled the latter part of their European sojourn and extended their stay in Germany until I was well enough to travel. I was awakened at six though by the feel of Kate's lips nursing on one of my nipples. Looking down at her, I saw that she was still sound asleep, her body unconsciously seeking nourishment from a long dry fount. By 'long' I meant in time, not in length. And yet, and yet, there was a hint of wetness between my legs and my womanly faucets had indeed begun to grow, to harden. Memories of sex began to flood my brain, those good years with Steve when all we did was work and fuck, at home and in the.