Before she knew it though, he removed his hands from her pussy and breast and zipped up the back of her dress. She turned around to protest but he kis...ed her lips to silence her. ‘Later, my dear.’ He took her hand and guided her out of the bedroom. They gathered their things and went out to the car. He drove to Caesar’s Palace, a high end restaurant in their town. Once inside, he ordered wine and they ordered their meals. They talked about random things, and drank some of their wine. Once their. "You can get dressed now," he said. "I'll give you a little privacy and be right back." Actually, you can stay," said Karen, standing up off the table. He'd just peered into her vagina. She wasn't about to be shy about him seeing the rest of her. "I need to get back to work."The doctor nodded and then fiddled with things on a shelf below a cabinet on one wall while she got back into her uniform."All done," she said."Sit down," he said."Doctor, please. I've been here almost an hour. I've been on. I liked her eyes best in the morning when they were heavy lidded and soft... when she was soft... and warm... and yielding. She was drier in the morning, hotter too - internally I mean. At night she'd get real wet and wild, fucking Jolene after the sun went down seemed to be as much a contest, or a battle, as a coupling. At night she was demanding, insistent - she knew what she wanted (hell she knew what I wanted too) and she got it... more often then not.But damn, in the morning, pretty much. I didn't want to try it without preparing myself so a few weeks before it first happened I bought some new buttplugs with very wide bases and I would practice squatting on these every other day, trying to push my asshole farther down on to the buttplug. After about a week and a half I was getting humongous gapes. I could fit three fingers in my ass without even touching my anal walls. After I would stretch my ass Greg would start fucking my gaping asshole and would try to fit a dildo in at the.