Making me totally naked in front of the fully aroused and very determined man. And then as I looked down, he sat face to face with my dripping wet pussy. I had forgotten that I was not wearing any panties, as we did this sinful act to each other. He smiled at me from between my legs. "It’s like a wild river down here girl. Look it's even soaking the table!" he said enthusiastically. I bit my lips as I sat there exposed and trembling. "I forgot what a young pussy looks like. And you are drenched . . . in your own sweet juices." I groaned. His words were making me twitch down below. It was nothing like stealing my sister’s dildo, late at night. Heat flowed from my body, trying to escape . . . through the throbbing folds between my legs. "Please!" I begged . . . but what was I asking. He nearly got me killed.” “He?” “My husband.” She suddenly broke into hysterical laughter that stopped abruptly when the pain shot through her back. She moaned, her head sagging a little. “I will call the nurse.” “I’m fine, just bring me some water!” The memories of the accident began to flood her mind. Her drunk husband, driving at high speed with a sheepish smile on his face; his free hand slipping under her skirt, squeezing, rubbing, making her feel like a whore; the fear on his face when he lost control of the car; the rain of broken glass; the enormity of the impact that crushed her body. “Mrs. Tandy, are you ok?” John said and guided the straw to her lips. “I am much better now.” He was crouching beside her bed, watching her sip at her water. His eyes lingered guiltily on the plaster mounds encasing her breasts and the padded edge of the cast under her armpit. “Thank you,” she said, and looked at him from the corner of her eye. Her perfume was.
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