"That's how I've stayed alive." And you've got somethin' you want to give me, eh, something long and hard and mostly gristle?" She smiled a fine smile...and I had to admire not only her beauty, which was nearly startling, but her cool demeanor. She was perhaps five ten or so in her high-heeled boots, maybe eleven or twelve well-organized stone, with a long neck, wide shoulders and a heart-stopping figure who wore her clothes as if they were an afterthought and walked with completely unconscious. "Mmm that's right you little sissy, cum, you're just my little slave aren'tyou?" Yes mistress" I gasped as I tried to regain my breath."Fuck me that was hot, fuck me again Jess?" Why... *mmm* don't you.... *oooh* fuck the.... *gasp* sissy..." she saidbetween moans."What the fuck? I'm not a fag" The bitch.... isn't exactly...*aaaah* aaaa man" Jess started to cum andground down on my face."Please fuck her for me Jack, She'll look just like a girl from behind andthen you can have me whenever you. “Yeah. Praise Jesus. It’s a miracle,” I said sarcastically, letting her be enthusiastic for both of us. I bet Brad would be thrilled to know I was recovering. After all, he was loved by all, right? GREAT guy!“How do you feel?” she asked, touching my head gingerly and caressing my arm. She made my skin crawl.“Sore,” I said, answering her in monosyllable responses.She nodded. “I talked to the doctor this morning and he said you’ll be stiff and sore for a couple of days. He said your head wound. I returned the favor for her, first removing her shirt and skirt, then I took a moment to adore her slightly stocky frame, and all her feminine curves. I took off her bra, to find her tits were small but wonderfully perky, a joy for sucking. Under her panties, she had the tiniest patch of soft, thin hair, and was dripping wet. Finally, we were fully naked in my bed together, and I felt a bit like an animal in the wild, having begun a lovemaking session with someone that I had barely ever talked.