Thus, I have created several fictional pieces, which have been well received by my kind. I think you may well like my stories, too.”“If we are abl... to have a copy of them, I, we...” I looked over at Mrs. R, who quickly affirmed her interest, “would love to read your work.”Instantly, two sets of four book-bound stories appeared at the end of the breakfast table. “I would greatly appreciate any constructive criticism you two can provide. Even with vastly more intellectual abilities than you, I am. I longed to have use of my hands and run out into the parking lot and beat off, but being the “in control” type of guy I am I just lay there with a raging hardon and bound by three extremities. “I will be right back.” Dr. Mesa announced, and then said to nurse Lee, “You can begin cleaning him up. I want to check out front first.” With that the door opened and closed and nurse Lee began ushing the cart back around to where I could see her. My jaw dropped and my eyes had to have bugged out. He took his sweet time with all of it and worked her slowly to a frenzy. And her orgasms. God, such orgasms.But he didn’t take his time when he fucked her. She stopped slicing for a moment and closed her eyes, remembering, Milo on top of her, Milo behind her, ramming his cock into her like a possessed madman. She shivered and another drop of his cum dribbled out of her.It’s official, she thought. I’m having an affair. I’m cheating. With a much-younger student. I’m just as bad as Henry.But God. Whilst they were sorting themselves out, I set up the camcorder on the tripod, aiming towards a sheepskin rug I had laid out, this would be perfect. About 45 minutes later they both returned and had another drink before I decided it was time to move onto the main event. “Now that the enemas have been done let’s get this started, both of you down there on your elbows and knees facing the wall,” I instructed them pointing to the old sheepskin rug on the floor. I watched as the two housewives.