His hands wrapped in my hair again, on the back of my head, and he pulled and pushed to control my rhythm. He fucked my throat and I could feel he was... close, so very close. Then he stopped. He stepped back and picked me up, putting me back on the bed on my hands and knees. He was behind me and everything was happening so fast. He pushed my legs apart and I felt his huge, hard cock pressing against my tight virgin brown spot. His fingers coated my ass with my pussy juices and he prepared to fuck. Teresa Hospital" I mean like state?"Unknown Nurse: "California, anyways I’ll be right back i think someone a little higher up should know about this."Higher up? i thought to myself? What the fucks going on? California, why in the hell would someone take me to California from Ferndale, Michigan because of a car accident? don’t they need to inform my parents? I waited about 20 minutes for her return. I grew tired and took a nap.Unknown Nurse: "Hey wake up k**, there’s someone here to see you"I. I coyishly smiled back and cupped my spent pussy as if to shield it from any more of his evil sexiness. After conceding defeat I leaned forward and got onto my hands and knees. I crawled towards him. Our eyes were locked but I was concentrating on watching him pleasure himself in my peripheral vision. Our lips met with our mouths open and our tongues collided and seemed to wrestle for position. His face tasted like my pussy, and his morning beard tickled me, but I loved his kisses. They. One thing I missed about Steve, that was his car. Cliff rode a motorcycle, so not great for dates. Art had a little 2 door Nissan. It got us around, but that was about it. Jean and I walked or took the bus, but she was planning on getting a car soon. Soon we were at “Santa’s Village”, an annual event in our town. I remember going every year growing up, and it was always magical. 8 blocks in one of the residential neighborhoods, and all the yards filled with lights and displays. Music playing.