I then rubbed more oil on it to lube this handsome meat stick for a ride. It pulsated in my hand. Precum was dripping out of it just as my own was run...ning in a steady stream.I got up on my knees while he positioned himself behind me. I had no condom, so this meant it was going to be bareback. I backed my stretched hole to his cock head and eased back. He slowly pushed his dick against my opening. This was going to be a tough drive, but I was determined to feel this cock inside my ass. I. My heart was all a flutter by then. The rest of the day I spent in a daze… drug induced, like the day before, but this time, the drugs weren’t a heavy dose of antibiotics… The rose. A most lovely flower. Deep red and fragrant. The nurses, doctors, aides, fellow room mates were complimenting me on my lovely gift. A gift which I tore apart… I plucked the rose petals slowly. One rose has many many petals. Smooth and clingy on one side, like cling-wrap. Velvety smooth on the other. Crush a handful. Lakshmi asked me to raise her sari and petticoat higher, and then abruptly she asked me to remove her sari and just push the petticoat higher. I did that. She sensed my arousal and spread her legs just a little giving me a nice view of her pussy. I was by now fully erect and was ready for anything since she was the one who was initiating it.Lakshmi now asked me to massage her lower back with some oil. I bought the oil and hesitated as her blouse would become dirty. Lakshmi unbuttoned her blouse. My harshest critics were other writers of erotica, something I didn't understand. They, of all people, should be more forgiving. Perhaps by denigrating my work it elevated theirs. That was fine. Their comments were given as much deliberation as my filing system for their emails - hitting the trash button.storyname= Serendipitycomments= your the best riter on this site. I love your storys. Keep writing._i}At least they commented. I read the other emails. One caught my attention.storyname=.