How do you feel, Mr Robertson? Any pain of consequence?”“Only twinges for most of the time, doctor. If I twist or bend in the wrong way, it hurts,... so I have been careful in how I move.”“That is to be expected. It should continue to improve, if you continue to take care. Any other problems?”“Only one: when I was sent home I was told I couldn’t have sex until you medics reckoned my cut wouldn’t re-open. When do you think I can have sex?”“Are you that desperate for sex?”“Desperate, no; anxious,. “What’s wrong?” “I think ‘m in labor…” Cloud looked up at him, her eyes searching for something to distract her from the pain that she knew would grow worse. “Shit.” She placed her hand on her stomach at her husband’s words and sat up, wincing as she did so. It didn’t take DeadShot long to quickly pull his clothes on and he moved to her side of the bed, helping her to stand. Cloud leaned against him, clad only in one of her satin nightgowns and shivering even in the heated room. Her arms. It felt really hard… Then I looked up at him and the black guy was just smiling at me.He was also checking me out up and down. He grabbed my hips and made me sit close to him; I had felt enough his hard dick now.So... I sat there like a good girl and chatted with him for a while.All the time I was staring at his cock while he flexed it for me and made it strain and relax, strain and relax, with just his muscles…The bastard was just flexing his huge black cock for me to see. As we were sitting. “Do you like my arse? Most men love my forty-two inch arse, and I love men kissing and licking it while Joanne watches,” she tells me as she flaunts it for me standing in front of the mirror putting on fresh lipstick.I had intended doing just that to achieve a second erection I muse as I ogle her dimple free arse and magnificent well-formed thighs as she stands, legs akimbo to flaunt it for me.“I love a good arse and kissing and licking it, it is one of my favourite turn-ons,” I whisper as I do.