She stepped in closer, and I felt her breasts flatten against my chest. Her hand stayed between us, still holding me, and I finally pulled back enough...to look into her eyes and ask, "Is there something you wanted?"The sultry look on her face answered my question in its entirety, but she needlessly added, "You. Naked. With this..." Another tight squeeze. " ... inside me. Pounding me ... hard." Here and now? Or later, in bed?" If this were our kitchen, it would definitely be 'here and now' but I. Get on the patient couch,” Doctor Frank said.I did as instructed, and watched as Doctor Frank removed his clothes. My pussy was literally dripping and my whole body quaked in anticipation.Doctor Frank shocked me when he climbed between my legs and lowered his mouth and tongue to my wet pussy. As his tongue made contact with my pussy lips, I involuntarily jerked. As it washed over my clit, I had a thunderous orgasm, the first of many to come. Even though I had sucked his cock, I did not. Sexual innuendo and otherwise. Recently I found out her husband bought her some Ben Wa balls. It has been fun asking about them and causing her some embarrassment. Years and years ago now, well it seems, she did a boudoir photo shoot. I had played a part in helping her get up the courage to try it. She had fun with the shoot and to my delight shared those pictures with me. Nothing naked, and covered up at least as much as she would be in a bikini, however, the tone of the pictures was such that. --- I started on the treadmill, watching the giant high-def screens silently flick repeatedly through the news. I felt alone, distanced from the craziness of Wall Street. I wasn’t like those guys and those guys weren’t like me. They enjoyed the thrill of the kill. They wanted to be rich and own property, have beautiful girlfriends and wives, and show off how rich they were. Some would go on to be politicians, rising up as important men in society. All I wanted was to live a happy and peaceful.