We looked into the eyes of a very attractive young blonde dressed in black leather pants that hung so low on her hips that I reckon if she turned arou...d you could see the crack of her arse and a matching black bolero jacket that she'd left open so that almost all of a pair of firm shapely breasts could be seen. She had a grin on her face and some tickets in her hand.Brian Hacker looked up at the blonde and laughed. "I think that's a great idea Carol." He reached over, pushed the two sides of. My head had crashed hearing the erotic storyfrom Cathy and something crazy was stirring in me about Michaela.Scene EighteenMy sister wouldn't understand the context so I didn't call her for afew days. On Friday morning Michaela sent me a simple text: 'our date could be tonight Keith'So I arrange a table and the car service and I called her."Let me take you to dinner Michaela." It was that simple. I cleared mydesk early and headed home to tidy up and chill the champagne.An odd realization. But I couldn't help but think of the last image in my memory before theaccident - of stopping my car to help a half-naked, bleeding girl. Itcouldn't be, could it? I didn't rescue this girl, only to end up stuckinside her, did I?I heard the doctor say, "I will have to check with his family what I cantell you, sir."My new father said, "Please. And tell them we want to do anything we can.We cannot do enough, because he saved Allison's life."So then I had discovered my "host's" full name. Allison. Becky continued taking a breath and taking my cock down her throat and I started to focus on her and wanted her to know I was enjoying it. I started saying “Oh yes. That’s it! I feel my cock all the way in your throat. It feels so great. Oh please don’t stop!” That made Becky work on my cock that much harder and before long, she was deep throating me like she always does it that way. You would never know that what I was getting was the first time ever for her. And I was loving every.