85 Not My Jerry

"Jer- stop..."

  He tried to speak but she didn't stop and he lost the will to struggle. He slumped on the bed with a thud. His blood started rushing towards his lower abdomen and his hands were itching to hold her.

"Shush, Jerry... I am applying medicine for your ouchies..." she straddled on his thighs and bent over him and continued licking his lips.

He let her be and reveled in the sweet sensations of her lips on his face. From one bruise to the next she moved and "applied medicine" in her way. 

As she moved, her crotch ground over his groin and he knew it won't be long before his insatiable monster will "awaken" and he wondered how she will react then.

"Why did you get hit?" she asked and her eyes started to water. "Poor boy... it must have hurt..." she placed her head on his chest and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Jeremy patted her back. His heart bubbled with joy seeing her worried for him.