Her hips twitched, and her legs opened further. She moaned. Neither of us spoke as I started to play with her. I moved my fingers down and the first t...o easily entered her. She grabbed my left arm and told me not to stop. I started to finger her slowly, my fingers entering her all the way until my palm was against her clit. I kept my fingers deep inside of her as I massaged her pussy with my hand. Her little nipples stiff and poking thru her tee shirt. Suddenly her hips jerked hard a few times. I cupped her round face and started kissing her chubby cheeks, small nose, her wide forehead.My lips again locked onto her thick juicy lips. We continued kissing wildly, with her back resting on the stem of the banana tree. She started pushing me with our kiss continuing towards the middle of the blanket. She pushed me over the blanket and climbed on top of me.Rashmi hastily removed my T-shirt and sat on my belly. She grabbed my face and hungrily kissed me, sucking my lips dry. The kiss went on. I will hire a nurse to be sure that I'm caring for you and managing your medications. I think we can spring you this afternoon."The old woman cried. "Thank you. Thank you, Sheila. You are a Godsend. I hate this place."At about three o'clock, the delivery van from the medical supply arrived and put the bed together, hooked up the oxygen, and instructed them both on the operation. They had scheduled the visiting nurse to arrive at five.Sheila said to Greg, "You take me to the hospital. I'm riding. . or mistress."Cindy giggled. "I bet you never had a master who made you make them awoman. I guess that's a little weird, huh?"Simon turned to face her. "Certainly not. Why wouldn't anyone want tosee how the other half lives given the chance? But I have beenfrequently forced to transform people against their will in accordancewith my master's wishes." He scowled at the thought.Cindy sighed. "You know what, though? I like it."Simon poked her in the ribs. "I know you like it."She blushed. "Not.