So I was released from the hospital on thursday afternoon. I couldn't wait to get home; I was so sick of the laying in bed, being stabbed with IVs ( super afraid of needles), gettting my blood drawn and way more tests that I shall not decribe. Thank the goddess we have an elevator in our apartment or I would surely die. Three flights of stairs is just too much. I walked in to the house and immedietly sat my exhausted ass on the couch. I told him that I refuse to move unless I have to pee. He agreed. And actually he refused to let me do any thing that required me to move ( good man). Being the good man he is, he brought me the natural shit I love; mary jane and the sherlock. I smoked to my heart's content and was in my happy place when he demanded that I take my pants off. I looked at him with raised eyebrows and said "you do it". He lifted me ass off the couch and slowly removed my sweats; kissing my thighs as he did so. I sunk back in to the couch. I wanted him, no, I needed him. I needed this. His lips against my skin, his cheeks brushing my thighs, his tongue massaging my flames. I had been thinking about it since evening of the surgery. I had been so stressed out from all this chaos. I wanted nothing more than for him to be inside me. I looked in to his crystal blue eyes told him to fuck me. He ofcourse didn't think it was a good idea, but I do. I don't just want this, I need this. I convinced him. He held my legs around his hips as he entered me slowly. I could already feel my juices start to run. I was hot and ready. My glossy nails dug into his chest urging him in deeper. It was soo tight, that I could feel my self stretch to allow him in. And it became my drug. I couldn't feel my pain, all I felt was him moving in me. Filling me. I was on the edge of the couch by now, nails dug deep in his shoulders, begging for it harder. My body began to shake, I was cuming and hard. I cried out in bliss, for this was what heaven felt like. I looked up at him and demanded that he hit it from behind. I slid off the couch down to my knees and turned around. He thrusted in to me once more causing me to grip the cushions for leverage. Oh it felt incredible. Faster and harder he pounded in to me. Spanking me, pulling my hair, bitting my neck; I started to cum. I could feel it coming. I felt him start to cum but I was too late to swallow it for just as I turned around he came on my chest and face. MMmmm. I licked what I could and wiped off the rest. I reached up and grabbed him by the neck to pull him in to a kiss. As I pulled back ; I looked him in to the eyes and whispered " thank you."