HE gradually starts to lick more, and harder, he starts to suck on my swollen clit and puts a finger into my vagina. I am so close to an orgasm I can�...��t breathe. He stops, and I take a breath, I get down from the counter and we do our best to get to the bedroom through the kissing and grabbing, he gets my panties off on the way. I undo his pants and reach in, I just had to get a feel of that 7 1/2 inch cock in my hand. We finally get to the bedroom and he throws me on the bed taking both of my. We’re best friends now, is what he told me.Polk had hung a picture of a very pretty girl on the wall next to his desk where he kept his records. It wasn’t there when I was here a month or so ago. One day I asked him who she was.“That’s my only child, Ruby. That picture was made back a few years ago when she was younger, and her ma was alive. She now lives west of here in Silver Lake, over in Shawnee County. She’s married to an Englishman and they have two little girls. I’ve never been there,. Fearful of what I might discover, I spent some time checking out my body.I could feel my legs. That was a good sign. Arms, hands, and feet? Check. When I went to sit up to look around better, the woman sitting next to the bed sprang into action. I could hear her throw down whatever she had in her hands and run out of the room. The sounds she made were a welcome respite from the beeping machine.It wasn't long until several people hurried in. I could place three separate people by the sound of. And then they were both moving. Pulling in and out in exact synchronized rhythm. I felt their hard lengths almost touch and bump inside me, like they were connecting through me on some deep level, the three of us some deep cosmic chain. I was giving from the core."Unh, unh, unh." The high screaming. That was me.Then I stopped breathing for a minute. Just stopped. And somehow that sent me into another kind of high.Jean-Luc must have noticed, because he jostled me. I opened my mouth wide and air.