Mark!” I woke up to an urgent, but low whisper. “Did you two have fun?” Amanda asked. My heart skipped several beats, and instantly redirected blood flow to my cock. “I figured he would once you woke up.”
“How’d it go?” Kiya asked. “This is so wrong, but-“ She whispered. I met Alexis outside the hospital room. “That’s cute!”
Kiya looked at her and pulled her hand away from her mouth. “But surely your skills have been master-level quality for much longer.”
He shrugged, having just measured my waist and retracting the tape. I turned my head towards the whisper to see Alexis, who had cracked open the door. “Well, I, I mean- I’m not- opposed, I just- never thought about it . My voice was caught in my throat, and I was paralyzed with confusion and excitement. “Nope.”
“Damn, Mark. “Oh . To continue your legacy?”
He smiled. The soon-to-be Mrs. I stripped from my shirt and shorts, and put on my favorite: sheer black, almost see-through, form-fitting, short boxer briefs. She had lost an inch in height, her hairstyle was a split-part instead of bangs, and she looked to have aged twenty years.
