If you make me pregnant I’ll go straight to dad.” Fairly warned I thrust back into her then with a couple of strokes more I reached overload. It ...ook a lot of concentrated effort to pull out of her velvet pussy and shoot long streams of cum all over her stomach. I was on my hands and knees over her body when she looked up at me and snarled “Thank you asshole.”I wasn’t done. As I looked down on her my cock bounced and refilled with lust. I bent my back and pushed back into Dee before she. Do you have any questions?”I shook my head, “No.”“If you have even a minor syncopal event, make sure you write it in your notebook and report it to both Al Barton and me.”“I will.”“Stick to your diet, exercise, and vitamin D supplements, as well as the daily low-dose aspirin.”“Don’t worry, Doc. That’s all such habit at this point, it feels weird when I don’t do it!”“Good! Have a safe trip home!”“Thanks, Doc!”We shook hands and I opened my cell phone to call for the car. It arrived about ten. She was about 5ft 5, wore the shortest skirts, vest tops showing her huge tits and always black tights.I am a happily married, in my 50’s, k**s well grown up now, I have been with my wife for 30 years and love her very much, although we are still pretty good in the bedroom area, I have started to yarn for a bit more adventure. There are a few things my wife refuses to do, I sound a bit ungrateful but I’m not getting any younger, and I do have a bucket list.So……, my first proper encounter with. He asked me what I was drinking and I nervously said “Vodka rocks please”. He made me a tall one and he started undressing. I just stood their scared. I drank the tall one and asked for another and he obliged me on that. “Take off your skirt” he asked. ”Just the skirt “I replied. “Yes for now I want to look at you in your body stocking” he said. It was as if he knew, as if he knew I liked parading in my tights letting men look at my see through stocking. I dropped the skirt and walked.