I was a cock hungry slut at that moment. Slurping, gagging and moaning on his cock while he was slow finger fucking me, Bobby started telling me how ...my mouth was made for his cock, that my body was to be used by him however he wants. Bobby grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me up off his cock which made me gasp as a trail of spit was falling off my lower lip. “Do you agree to my terms, slut?” he hissed. People often use the term tormented, but now I fully understand it. I really didn’t. She was done with her meal, and she smiled at me and my meal.“I’m sorry that you’re having to eat cafeteria food.”“Your concern and sympathy is noted,” I grinned at her. “It’s not bad, though.” I sat down, arranged the food on a small tray, and ate while Jo and I conversed about what we would do after she left the hospital.A short while later, a soft knock sounded at the open door. “Come in,” Jo called out.The girl’s mother took a step into the room. “I’m Theresa Hartman. My daughter Kaitlin. . I walked towards her side of the bed, bent and pulled back the duvet on her side of the bed and motioned for her to lie down. She sat down and slowly pulled her legs up underneath the covers and lay down on her back looking up at me but now, with a calm, but apprehensive smile. I covered her and walked to the other side and climbed in.Oops, her hair is still wet, you hormonally charged idiot!I got out of bed (again) and she quizzically looked at me like "What's this nut gonna do now?"I. My wife told him to just hold it till in the morning because she wanted another all day fuck not just an afternoon quickee. He said how about both because he needed a good fuck now? The wife said you'll have to make it quick because if not my hubby will be home. I started watching the camera knowing from the sound of her voice she was ready waiting his arrival, I wasn't wrong in less than five minutes there he was behind her with her dress up rubbing his foot of black meat between her legs.