The stench was revolting. It smelled like rotting seaweed and sewage. I wanted to throw up but at the same time, I knew if I did she would push me awa....“Lick me clean, baby, lick me.”“I don’t know if I can. It’s vile.”“I’m sore. I need you to lick me to take some of the hurt away. I got carried away. I’m sorry, baby. I just couldn’t get enough and they kept coming. Everyone was big, really big. Sue got the smallest guy to go first to loosen me up and to lubricate me. Each one got bigger after. Cook watched the leggy show of flesh from under his eyes. It was most sexy and helped the time to go faster.A rather short, balding, pudgy man with a dark goatee entered the office without knocking. He glanced at the tall, black man before his eyes came to rest on the buxom blonde dozing with her pumps set on the seat of his office chair. The professor pulled the chair out from under her feet; her patent-leather pumps went flying and her bare feet landed on the floor jolting Angie awake."Humph,. Caden rose higher, the water sloughing off his torso as he propped himself up on an elbow, stroking her cheek with his thumb as their kiss dragged on.Was this how her people kissed, or was she just following his example?Their lips parted once more to leave them gasping for breath, linked by a glittering strand of their shared saliva. Caden was in a fugue, he couldn’t think straight. It was almost like being under the thumb of his staff, but the emotions that assailed him were ones of passion. That same day I went with Ana to see that Doctor. Our appointment was the last one, by eight in the evening, as we booked in too late. When our turn came I asked the Doctor if I could come in, to be close to my wife.After taking all the details, the Doctor started asking normal questions about the pain Ana was suffering. He asked some embarrassing questions, about how often did we have sex or about any STD’s in the past… and worst of all, what position did we normally have sex… and if we did.