She turned me over and it all began.I could now see the strapon she had put on while getting the cuffs out of her bag. She took out a condom and put i...t over the strapon. She kneeled on the bed and started rubbing my hard on asking me if I wanted to be treated like a sissy. As she rubbing my junk she started getting aggressive till she had my cock out of my panties and was tugging and squeezing and pulling my cock till it would hurt. But I liked it. As she got off the bed she d**g me close to. His ... girlfriend ... the idea of having two girlfriends still jarred him disconcertingly ... nodded, going on explain how she and this odd singing group she'd joined years ago would sing for the dying, those in hospice care, or other stages of illness that left them bed-ridden. All of it was an event that was sometimes as much for the family, as for the patient. A concept that he had never heard of before, and one that seemed strangely ... holy ... though he knew neither of the girls were. I reached down and started to stroke his hard dick ashe took one of my nipples into his mouth.I couldn't believe how excited I was. This was what I wanted more thatanything else in the world and now I had it. My body was alive in a wayI had never known before, and I was a slave to desire. I told him that Iwanted him badly, that I had always wanted him. He returned thecompliment. His rod was rock hard now, and I was still jacking him offfirmly. I wanted to do more than that though, I had many. "She clasped my hand in hers and pulled it toward her tiny breasts."I must be getting better, because for the first time in days, I'mfeeling, how do you call it, horny." That's no doubt a sign that you are feeling better. But for now,you must rest. When you're well, we can get to know one anotherbetter. That'll be your reward for being a good patient." Lizette'seyes sparkled above her oxygen mask."I can't wait to see you without your mask, so I can see how prettyyou really are," she said."'Moi.