I thought I might have breast cancer. The doctor told me to take of my top. I did so. It felt weird but I did it. Then the doctor had a good feel ...round. There was an energy a spark. The doctor felt my breasts over and again, and after a while it felt as though he were teasing it - groping it squeezing it. It made me hot. The doctor looked to me and saw my rash of guilt. He smiled. Then he began to grope me further, over my tits, under my skirt. I began to grow hot as he rubbed me. I'd need threats, too.Lunch ended with smiles of relief. Claire was a mature Keira, interesting and witty, very good company.As Saturday approached I began to feel nervous. I was right to be. When I finally had her home, sitting on the sofa, I told her we'd no longer be seeing each other if her grades didn't improve.Keira's reaction was immediate and physical. She jumped up from the sofa and yelled at me, telling me to stay out of her business. And in anger, her eyes suddenly glittered with. “Oh, I don’t doubt that you will!” Erin teased her, “face it, my ass is to die for, it’s that delicious!”“I quite agree!” Lisa supported her on that point.“As do I,” Missy excused herself, followed by Michelle soon afterward.“And I do, too, yummy girl!” I told Erin, tickling her a bit while Lisa pushed her tits into my cousin’s face.“I have a treat of my own for you to enjoy, anytime you please, sweet cheeks! They’re Dan’s first, of course, but after him, yours. I want you to know that I. Tell me sweetly, how do you want to take it? Should I give it to you missionary style, like on our wedding night?’ Francis cupped her husband’s balls. ‘No. Back then we were making love. Tonight, you are breeding me, stud. I want to take it like a bitch. Fuck me doggie style. Fill me with your hot seed.’ Francis presented herself before him on all fours. Her voluptuous rump swayed temptingly. Patrick kneeled behind her. He rubbed his fuck stick along the crack of her tight ass, an ass he had.