The voice hailing her was a man’s voice. Looking around curiously, she spotted her ex-husband Jerry sitting at the bar, looking in her direction cur...iously and waving in a half-hearted fashion.Barbara moved closer towards the bar. “Jerry?” He looked different somehow, thinner. She hadn’t seen him since before the spa, though they talked on the phone every few days, about visitation and the kids’ school functions. She had to admit that Jerry was certainly trying to be a good father, no matter. She told me that she had developed a taste for dick but that cocksuckingwas amazing. "The control and the joy of making a lover happy is specialThom. After my first I became obsessed. There is a joy for me in the actof fellatio."I was with a woman who knew about sucking cock; it was a crazy blowjob. Ilooked into her eyes as she licked and kissed my penis. Neither my Ex norany woman had ever been with was this full of passion for sucking mydick.Now it was time to sleep. Cindy had caused me to. I liked waking up in a hospital without serious pain. It was novel.As was my custom, I took inventory. Arms, legs, hands, feet, head, eyes, ears ... All present and accounted for. There were three IV poles, a computer monitor keeping track of everything from my breathing, to my blood pressure, and a monitor on my right index finger, to keep track of my oxygen saturation.Before moving I scanned the entire room, or as much as I could see without turning my head. It took some time before I. The naked trip to & back from the kitchen was so exhilarating she masturbated one more time before sleeping as another mind blurring orgasm made way thru her supine body… she woke up chirping like a bird. She always called Smita & told her about her orgasms immediately after she had them. She & Smita had gotten close enough to talk about great details about how it happened. She did find it strange initially when Smita asked for every detail “Did u part your pussy lips and feel the magic button”.