By now it has expanded and is peeking out from beneath it\'s protective hood and has become very hard.I then begin to lightly circle it and explore a...l around it and up under the hood as well. Finally the screaming ache is just too much and I fully surrender to it. I then take some juice from my love tunnel, spread it all over my screaming clit, and I begin to slowly rub and massage it, and rub, grasp and pinch my aching nipples at the same time. I look up and I can see my lover standing. I was hoping this doctor had this happen often enough not to think I was a pervert. He spent a minute or two more feeling around on my testicles and I kept thinking about the dark haired nurse. I was going out of my mind and I knew I was going to be jerking off in the doctor’s bathroom before I left. He finished and asked me to turn around and put my elbows on the table. I sighed and did as he asked, letting him know that I was not happy about a prostate exam. The truth of the matter is that I. No answer.I tried a little bit of a smile, an earnest but still manly effort, I hoped, that projected reassurance, no threat to his daughter's welfare."How are you, sir?"No answer, but he nodded and gestured to the table. Seated, he remained silent, and I wondered how long he was going to prolong this silliness. He leaned forward. The guy was impressive, I admit that. He wasn't scowling but he wasn't smiling either. The large person who'd appeared seemingly out of nowhere to sit at the adjacent. At the moment Amanda was looking less aloof and imperious, and more irritable and impatient. Her lips were pursed tightly in a frown. Frank cleared his throat, addressing everyone. "Look, I think that what makes sense right now would be a lunch break. I could get some sandwiches ordered up, if you --"There was a glitter of confident amusement in the other man's eyes. "No. You've heard our final offer on this. No breaks. We stay here, and we get the deal done." He leaned back in his chair,.