I groan loudly as he intensifies the pressure on my g spot with his fingertips and clamps his lips to my clit, humming and sending exquisite vibrations into my sensitive spot. Everything set, I start to get ready, teasing my hair into a rough approximation of how it looked that night, putting on the exact same make-up before slipping on the dress, shoes, jewellery and gloves. My body explodes with bliss as an orgasm hits, I scream his name as he continues pumping his fingers through it until I half collapse against him, my legs shaking. “I’ll come see you when I’m done with the therapist, how’s that?”
A huge, mischievous grin appears on his face, “Cum see me?”
“Oh, you…” I giggle getting up and giving him a playful swat on the arm. He’d spent the last few months before his incident showing me around the city, the neighbouring towns and introducing me to my close family.
