He was one of those guys that women seem to instinctively trust. Funny, intelligent, and somewhat a bad boy at times too. Then, one night we had a mee...ing with a client. At dinner that client was hitting on me. I am used to that, having dealt with some clients before who had tried to bed me as ‘part of the contract’ but I had handled them all well, got the contract signed and not given up anything other than some time. This night was different. First the client was pushy and more demanding.. ?He had thrust completely in her with his balls slapping against herpussy.? He remained buried as his dickbegan throbbing ? sending forth its message ? a message of volumes of man juicethat sought refuge in the furthest reaches of her insides.? The man before her had quit spouting and thefinal remnants of his seed were simply oozing from his slit.? He came forward a bit and laid his dick headon her left cheek.? Then he began milkinghis tool so that the last droplets would coat her cheek.? The. " Well, hop in the tube and let's get you tested. Then you can do something about that," he advised, pointing to her crotch.Immediately after putting her head down on the table, Samantha was fast asleep. The medical tube was assisted in putting her to sleep by the enormous level of energy she'd burned off recently, including the two-thirds of a hockey game she'd participated in that afternoon.Samantha woke up with only vague memories of the test – but with her body covered in sweat, like she'd. One of them started to walk out of the kitchen. I wanted to flash my mother-in law again but I had this hard-on. Screw it, I’ll turn my back to the door and give her a view of my ass. I can only hope it is my mother-in-law and not my wife. That could take some explaining. It was Stella and even though I could not see her I could feel that she slowed down and took a good look. If only she knew about the erection. I felt that I had taken this about as far as I could. I moved away from the door.