Her body, in intimate contact with his along it's length, was a warm embrace. A drip from her wet pussy onto his cock was a reminder that they *should...* move.His regular breathing lifted her as much as her own efforts had. Up, then down; up; down. Had he been on top, she would be suffocating. She really must give him more room to breathe. She concentrated on drawing her left hand from beyond his shoulder blade to anchor it next to his chest, to use as a lever to move.He felt her hand, carressing. "We need to get her settled. If anything happens I'll call you immediately." Dr. Wallace swears as the nurse wheels her away heading towards her new room. The one place he never wanted her to have to go. A padded cell in the psychiatric ward. "Her Uncle Sydney offered to treat her once. Would you like me to have him instated here?" He just nods looking at her empty bed, his brow creases as he studies it, "Did she make up the bed?" he asks looking up at his friend. "Yes she did. I have been. Jenn found your lips first and gently kissed you as I noticed how soft and passionate a simple kiss could be bringing my erection to full mast and brushing against Jenn’s belly. She then turned to me with hunger in her eyes and asked me to kiss me like you do her, make me feel alive. Exchanging a quick glance over to you, your eyes filled with emotion and fiery passion your mouth blowing me a kiss of their own my lips met hers as our eyes closed and lost each other in the most deliciously. “What’s wrong with me? I have a decent body, people say I’m cute, and I get the idea that you’ve done it with lots of girls. Why not me? It’s not like I’m a virgin or anything.”Truth be told, there was nothing wrong with her. She was cute. She had a very nice figure, and fit the body type I liked — not too thin, smallish breasts, and a cute little butt. She was exactly the kind of girl I would have been happy to go to bed with in the past. Her behavior confirmed for me that whatever it was that.