”Annie ushered her gently into A&E, where a specially trained nurse met them at the door and escorted them to a private cubicle. Door safely shut, t...e female nurse handed over a fresh gown and some clear plastic bags to Annie.“Let me give you a hand with that.” Annie helped Catherine remove her clothing and don the gown, each removed item going into its own individual plastic bag, which squeaked against Annie’s gloved hands as she deftly sealed them. There was a knock on the door and a matronly. Her pussy was glowing with need, wetting her thighs down past her knees and onto the floor of the new office, or at least that was how it felt to her. One thought briefly came back into her mind, “Soon, it will be soon.” Not too bad of a thought when coming from a brain on the brink of a torturous orgasm wave for the last 30 minutes. She glanced up and saw Mr. Mullins standing in front of her. Naked except for black business socks and black underwear. Like something of an NFL coach that. It was a different feeling than I felt when I did it to myself, almost as if I was using a toy. Joey was doing well for a beginner. He started moving is fingers in and out of my pussy. I felt the sensation that comes from masturbation already beginning to kindle. As he continued to finger me, juices dripped onto the floor. The wetness of my pussy began to make a more emphatic sound. Joey fingered me faster and faster. Each stroke was like a rush of pleasure through my muscles. My heartbeat. Leaning in, she placed her cheek on mine, her soft lips near my ear, and said with a soft, sweet, warm-breathed whisper "You're hiding something from me, aren't you?" She pulled back to the proper distance, arms at their locked position, and while our feet kept their movements on musical autopilot, we stared unblinking at each other for several long minutes. Finally I leaned in, cheek to cheek and whispered in her ear. "Yes, I am." And pulled back into the formal position again.We danced,.