I felt like I was half in a dream, and her smells were all around my face. Then, out of nowhere, I felt his hand join mine on my cock. At first it was...moving along with mine. All the while he continued to talk, "pump your cum into her, fill her with this nice cock". I am not sure how it happened, but at some point, I must have removed my hand. I now felt both his hands jerking my cock, and playing with my balls while I licked his wife's cum soaked panties. With a few more strokes I was cumming. In the meantime, why you change into something more comfortable, like a robe?" Give me a minute," she giggled.Ann Marie disappeared into the bathroom while the "doctor" and I exchanged knowing grins.Ken was dressed in Khaki pants with a yellow safari jacket that resembled a medical smock. He also carried a leather bag which I assumed contained his examination instruments. I stepped forward to put my hand on his crotch; his cock was already as hard as a rock and my cock started firming up in. She went to pull on a pair of tights but Fiona stopped her and handed her a pair of fishnet stockings, still in the plastic wrapper.“I think you’d look really good in these,” Fiona whispered. “And I won’t have to fight so hard to get my hand in your knickers later.”Charlotte blushed at Fiona’s giggle but opened the packet anyway and rolled the fishnets up her legs. After the makeup was applied and the hair styled, they headed downstairs to the living room where Charlotte met Fiona’s. "No, Michael, not yet. I'm not ready yet. Wait for me." She sat back a little bit, settling down against his thighs, and began to caress her breasts with both hands. Her fingers made rapid circles on the lightly oiled skin, moving inwards to the nipples, pulling them out, rolling them between her fingers, releasing them, circling outwards again. Soon, one hand moved down her stomach, circling, brushing through her short, curly pubic hair, sliding in between her lips. In the darkened room, tied.