I had to change.’ I said. ‘That’s fine. I don’t mind waiting.’ You say. You stand up from the chair and kiss me, hard. ‘I’ve missed you....�� You say, between kisses. ‘You missed me, huh?’ I ask? ‘Mhmm…’ I push you onto the exam table. ‘So what’s your problem, patient? What can I help you with?’ You lay on your back and I climb on the table on top of you. I rip open the top buttons of my long, white nurses outfit. ‘Your favorite.’ I remark. My red, lacy bra is now exposed. ‘Touch my breasts.’ I. Their eyes met and there was something in hers that told him that this wasn't the same woman he'd known since she was a girl. There was anger growing behind the tears, an anger that was veiled in hurt. Without a word, she sprang to her feet, standing before him. Arms akimbo, legs spread with bare feet firmly planted in the soft rug before his fireplace, she was a sight."Jack - you're a man," she began, her voice thick from all her crying, but he could hear the hard edge in it. So he bit back. It found out later that Master had bought it for just this occasion . Master instructed the lady to place it on the slave and to make sure that it could not see. Oh she listened real well cause the slave could not see anything. Then Master must have got out the hand restraints because the slave next felt its arms being tied above its head on each side. Master instructed the slave to try and get out of it but it couldn’t. Then the slave felt rope being tied around its ankles. It expected. These are real women (as real as fictional ones can get), so it's not that you're going to get swamped by cock hungry sluts; although they have needs, it could be possible but still you've got to work at it.Now the question here for you in Saint's town is: who will you fuck first? Some random MILF, whom you don't even know her name? The Head of the PTA, next door? That Hippie Mom from down the block? The Latina with the big booty, whom you work for? The token Black mom in a rich community that.