Life is good. I was so totally happy with— ‘I’m in love with Yan.’ ‘What?’ She just blurted it out. I mean, I was still holding her hand f...ntasizing about her and Yan and didn’t realize that I was squeezing her hand so tight that I was hurting her. ‘Ow, you’re hurting my hand,’ she said pulling it away from mine. ‘Sorry.’ I looked at her. ‘What did you say? Did I hear you correctly? You love Yan.’ ‘Yes.’ She put her head down and I sat beside her. ‘I love her.’ ‘You mean, of course, you love. You should be good to go next week.”As we were leaving the training room Dhyan said, “Thanks a lot, Doc, for helping me with this. And just so you know, you can hold my penis and balls like that anytime you want to.”I was perturbed that a sixteen-year-old boy would be that rude to an adult and his doctor. So, I said, “Don’t be so disrespectful, young man. What I did in there was just part of the examination and nothing else. Do you understand me?”Then he looked remorseful and said, “Yes, ma’am,. He doesn't satisfy you like I do, does he?" She nodded no, I could barely see that her eyes were fully closed and loving this. Her tongue was hang out like a dog, happily panting away as I rammed her ass."Oh you treat me like a housewife, like a proper tool for you to fuck..." I felt a growl rise in my throat "you fucking bet I do, now cry out like a proper whore."I gave her a few strikes to the ass, her expression one of just passion as she gave me the cries I wanted.I put in a few more. We clinked and raised our glasses for cheers and I was in mood. I was dancing…… Oh fuck no, oh yes I was. Slow nude dancing for Dr. Sultan watching intensely my amateur moves turning my butt to him and trying to wiggle as best as I could. I was consuming my drink as well while I noticed Dr. watching me with a wide grin on his face and even clapping and appreciating my dancing effort. I backed into his face with my ass cheeks jiggling and inviting him to touch, squeeze and play as he wanted; so.