"Stop it! What makes you think you can talk to me like this?"Mildred looked surprised."You're an employee of Romily Manor, Doris." Her voice was soft...."I can say what I like to you because I'm the mistress of the manor. You work here--and do what you're told!" Her voice rose sharply on the last words."I don't have to stay here," Doris snapped. "I can walk right out... I don't have to put up with your half-witted son trying to rape me whenever he feels like it. I don't have to--" You don't have. .. other than fucking Linds, of course!” my wife, Jessica, winked at me, as we all washed and rinsed each other under the hot water of the shower jets.“You really get excited and aroused by the fact that I screwed our little slut princess here, don’t you?” I teased Jessie, who shrugged as Linds and she kissed my flesh and I returned the favor with my usual ardor.“Definitely! I want you to plunder our sweet Linds as much as you both like, just don’t stop fucking me, either,” my wife winked at. .. patting her ass roughly... he then moved onto her clit. he attached another pump similar to the ones on her nipples, but this one could be manually adjusted... he pumped her clit deep into the cylinder... and he left her there. He went and made himself a cup of coffee and relaxed for a few minutes. when he came back he slipped some drugs into her drip, he was careful not to touch her so she wouldnt know he was there. The drugs were designed to heighten her senses, and make everything more. When he was shown to the examination room, he wasn'tgiven a gown or directed to undress, so he sat there to wait. A fewminutes later the doctor arrived and greeted him. She checked his ears andthroat, then listened to him breathe. When she sat down she asked aboutwhether he would be interested in losing weight; citing a higher risk ofheart disease, diabetes, and blood pressure. She kept addressing him infemale terms. When he expressed his desire to lose weight, she handed himsome pamphlets on.