"Nein gar nicht. Es ist ja nicht so als würden wir Sex hätten sie schauen wich ja nur meine Wunde an die sicher noch etwas blutet und holen sich dab...i einen runter. Das machen sie doch sicher auch so oder?", ich meinte es ernst. Er zögerte blickte sich um nickte dann, "Ja schon aber sowas geht nicht.". "Pah und wie das geht!", sagte ich während ich mein Verbandspflaster vorsichtig abzog. Er sprang auf und wallte schon protestieren da kam ich ihm hinterher und legte ihm einen finger auf die. His hand started on my face then stroked down my side, grazing over my breast, his thumb catching my nipple. It followed the gentle curve of my waist and over my hip to squeeze my bum. Then it grazed down the backs of my thighs. I lifted my leg and draped it over his, pulling our bodies closer together. He reached his hand around the back of my thigh, stroked down my inner thigh until his fingers found my come soaked pussy. He slipped a finger, then two inside me.He stopped kissing me to adjust. Dorothy hugged him back wondering if he could tell that there was anything different about her. She was torn though, because although she loved him and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him; what happened in Vegas had flipped switch inside of her. She was still tingling at the memory and knew that she wanted, actually she needed more.Two days after they'd returned from Vegas. Dorothy and Mary got back together. "So how's Steve treating you?" asked Dorothy."About the same as usual," said. I’ve become aware again and try to push away, but he only grabs me tighter and pulls me closer.Up to this point it has been very gentle. All of the sudden he starts rubbing my breasts a little bit more aggressively and I start to get very nervous. I asked him to let me go so I can go home and go to sleep, but he only pulls me closer. I am looking in the mirror, as he runs his hands up to the top of my camisole and rips it off of me. My breasts bounce free and look much bigger, than.