I reached down and freed my cock; it sprang out of my shorts and rubbed on Shelley's sleek, hosed thighs; I could feel my pre-seminal fluid soaking in...to the sheer nylon."Oh you bastard!" she whined, wriggling under me, but I could tell she was faking it.I lowered my face again and this time as my tongue slid into her mouth she met it with her own and reciprocated the kiss. Her legs were now wrapped around my torso; rubbing on my sensitive skin, spurning me on. The hem of her dress was up around. " Stop coddling her, Sammy. Mom says she has some clout among the partners, and if it comes down to it, she and Mr. Collingsworth can persuade the others to support you." That's good to hear," I said, dryly.Wanda got up to leave. "Mom has told me more than once that she owes you for exposing Roscoe. By the way, do you still have those smiley face shorts?" Yes, I believe I do. I'll wear them the next time I sleep on your couch." There won't be a next time. If you ever need a place to sleep. And, you can probably go homeon Thursday. Ok?"I shook my head yes. The doctors left. I took the pad andwrote, "Did you get all that? My head was swimming." Yes. It all sounded great. We'll get you home on Thursday,and it won't be long before everything is back to normal."I smiled at her, and fell back asleep.Later that afternoon nurse Nancy came in with two syringes.She began, "These syringes contain the fluid that is usedto fill the breast implants. When Briana is discharged onThursday, you'll. I could smell her on them, the smell of her cunt. I stuffed them down the front of my boxers and headed back to my bedroom. The feeling of the lace on my cock as I walked almost had me cumming before I even reached my room. I stripped off my boxers and lay back on the bed, the lacy panties wrapped around my cock, and began wanking into them. I was so turned on that it wasn't long before my cock erupted into them, covering the crotch, the crotch that had covered her wet cunt, with my hot creamy.