Me: Ok, whatever, Just tell me in which hospital she is admitted I need to see her immediately.After all this talk I couldn’t think of anything else.... I just skipped the next day’s classes and bought some nice flowers and went to the hospital. I enquired at the reception for her room and went there. Just outside, I saw some people sitting on the bench.I assumed them to be her parents and they looked pretty rich form their clothes and way of talking. As I was going in her room her father enquired. "Bill moved down to her cunt and after getting the right angle slid his mammoth cock in."Oh fuck yeah," cried Sharon as she came yet again. "Fuck, fuck, fuck"That was just about enough for Bill who after only a few hard pumps pulled his cock out and came on her pussy and as he repeated ‘fucking slut, fucking slut' he moved his cock up to her mouth and shot the remainder of his load onto her face and in her mouth. The extra slipperiness from the semen on her cunt added to the sensation for John. Then I slipped my hand back down again and searched under her dress. She moved to allow me easier access once more and I worked her pussy with my finger. She moaned very lightly as I rubbed her clit and slipped in and out of her. She gripped my hand between her legs and I fought to pleasure her. She was trying to hold out but her orgasm hit her. A stifled gasp could be heard (at least by me) and then she held her tongue and enjoyed a silent orgasm of her own.All this was more than amazing, but. I went to my dresser that we moved into Daddy’s room and got into my special drawer. I didn’t have much to choose from but overall, I kind of saw that Daddy and I have a liking for red lingerie. I chose a pair of lacy boy shorts that had black and white animal print on the bottom part; the lace was fire engine red. I pulled them out of the mess of other effects I had in the dresser drawer and pulled them on over my freshly shaven legs after I pulled my pants off. Now for the sweat shirt; I.