As a matter of fact, I had to stop her because she was really getting into it, taking me deep while massaging my balls at the same time and i was gett...ing close to blowing. I grabbed her and pulled her up off her knees and it took some effort because she didn’t want to let my cock out of her mouth. Finally she came up and I turned her and pushed her onto the bed. As her body settled, I grabbed her granny panties, you know the kind that come up way too far and are no where near sexy, and slid. "--- "Yes, Ma'am." --- said Lilly dropping her head --- "Thank you, Ma'am."After closing the door, she rushed back to Amy, who was sitting in the couch. Taking a small box out of a paper bag, she went to her and knelt on the floor.--- "Here you are." --- she said giving Amy the box.Amy was deep in her thoughts as she looked at the box.--- "Again with the presents, Lilly." --- she said in a melancholic, nearly sad voice --- "I told you ..."--- "I like giving you presents." --- said Lilly. I was eighteen and just coming into my sexuality as a lesbian or bisexual or whatever and still a little nervous as to how I felt. My sweaty palms reached over the length of my tennis skirt as I tried to dry them off.“It pains me to say this, but you have to withdraw,” she told me, with the slight hint of a tear at the corner of her eye.“You’re joking, right?” I responded, giving her a raised eyebrow.“Uhh…” she started to mutter.“This was YOUR idea!” I started furiously.“Don’t raise your voice. ‘It’s this room. You can be in there for fifteen minutes.’ He thanked her, took a deep breath and pushed the door open. It was a small room, with only a single window on the far wall. The blinds were closed. He saw her pale form under a white sheet. Machines of all kinds lined up beside the bed. Tubes ran from seemingly everywhere above her, some ended on her arms and some disappeared under the gown she wore. The bed was set at a diagonal with the foot of it a few feet from the door. He did.