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Chapter 3
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Get To The Doctor If You Want To Live
"Yea, I feel like shit too." You say with a great deal of pain in your throat, trying your best to put up a manly face. "I think I should really get to the ER."
"Aww. You feel that bad?" Sarah said as she walked over slipping a hand up to your forehead, a slight look of concern in her deep green eyes.
But your eyes were drifting elsewhere. Sarah's nipples were rock hard and jutting through her black lacey nightgown, assaulted by the cool morning air. Her cleavage was a chasm you could get lost in forever, your eyes glued to the wealth of exposed flesh of her breasts covered in slight goosebumps. It was a miracle her little nightgown didn't burst at the straps she filled it so well.
As her warm hand was pressed against your forehead you found yours sliding past her hips and firmly grabbing hold of her ass. You feel the soft lacey fabric draped rather snugly over her booty; Laying beneath, her firm ass cheek pushing through between your fingers as you grab firmly and squeeze.
A wry smile quickly creeps across the corner of Sarah's glossy lips and you think back fondly to last night. What a rough spanking you put such a pretty little ass through, but she loved it all the same. As you were getting lost in her breasts heaving up and down as she breathed and thoughts of bending her over the bathroom counter right here to continue last night, you feel strands of hair against your face and warm lips pressed against your cheek.
Sarah kissed you softly, and you felt a light caress of a single fingernail running along your cock, sliding from the base to the tip. She whispered in your ear, "Pack the wood away big guy, we gotta get you to the doctor."
Cock blocked again, a look of disappointment creeping over your face. In a last show of defiance and a reminder of last night you pull your hand off her ass and bring it back down on her ass cheek. Her flesh stings your palm a bit as you connect and then it yields to you, your hand sinking deep into her ass cheek as Sarah lets out a yelp.
You pull her into you and kiss her, your other hand pulling on her other cheek, rubbing it as if it were a magic lamp. Your tongue slides past her hot lips and start dancing with hers. She gave in. You felt her start kissing you passionately back as her arms draped over your shoulders and wrapped around your neck. You bring your hand up her side and start fondling her breast, rubbing your thumb left and right across her nipple. A slight moan escapes her lips and she slides her hands down from your neck as they feel your chest.
And then she shoved you, hard; Your ass smacked against the bathroom counter, it didn't hurt so much as catch you by surprise.
"Get your pants on and let's go. We can have all the fun you want when we get back." She said as you watched her saunter back into the bedroom ass swaying. She lifted the hem of her nightgown up giving you one last peek at her ass before she kicked the door closed behind her.
Feeling a bit dejected you started the shower. After a quick rinse and some quick 'personal time' you were feeling better, emotionally anyway, your throat still felt like shit. You dried yourself off and started brushing your teeth, then rinsing with mouthwash. That's when it hit you, one little trickle of that mouthwash slid down your throat... and it felt like a razor blade the whole way down. A searing pain, you scrambled for the faucet, you needed water. Why was it so hard to see, in a blurry haze you pulled it up sticking your head under and pouring water into your gullet. It helped a little. As you stood back up you noticed everything was still blurry, no, blurrier. Then you felt cold, a cold pressed against your side and head. When did you get on the floor?
And then it all went black.
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