On reaching the door, she reads the sign on the door, making sure she is at the right place. Yes she says to herself, this is it, reading the sign: "...oman's Health and Fertility Clinic". Slowly, she opens the door...----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The door swings open firmly as she steps over the threshold. She thinks to herself, "I'm here, I hope.., I need...". She walks down the short hall into the reception area.She walks. There might be men who are strong enough to pull their cocks out of a hot mouth and say, "We can't do this, it just wouldn't be right" but I'm not one of them. Thirty seconds in Maxine's mouth and I forgot I was even married.It was the best head I'd ever gotten and the first time I had ever been deep throated. She took every inch of my cock in her mouth and I felt her tongue moving around the base. Her head bobbed up and down, her tongue worked on me and in only minutes she had me ready to. He paid the check and left a generous tip for the excellent non-service, and they headed out through the main dining room to the front door. He made her walk first, so he could trace the outline of her small panties through the back of the dress. His preoccupation with her ass was a running joke between them. She swayed her hips a bit, knowing he’d enjoy it, hoping his bulge would embarrass him a bit as he walked out. One male customer at another table also took notice as she walked out, much. I hear the words, “Your dirty whore, horny slut, cum hungry girl.” My cock swells at hearing these words and it’s a fight to not lean this wet pussy over and fuck it raw immediately. I lead her into the lounge and tell her that today is about choices. They are her choices and there will be 5 of them to make. She is wondering, I can see it and I notice the trickle of pussy juice slowly edging its way down her thighs. The first choice is a selection of 5 fruits .I do not share what they are with.