Plenty of time, I don’t want to miss anything.”The doctor grinned and reminded him, “No more than half an hour then, remember?”With that, Mull...nger walked past me. I couldn’t hear clearly, but I assumed Rawlings went with him, as they had two tied men to deal with in some way that I didn’t at all like the sound of but could do absolutely nothing about.I fidgeted a little in the chair but my hands and feet were paired up and bound securely at wrist and ankle but not to the chair leg. Finlay. She was walking on crutches. Her name was Dana. To this day, I still carry a torch for her, even though I am happily married and even though she is twenty years dead. Here's why: I cut class that morning just to talk with her for a couple hours. She was absolutely amazing, a Renaissance lady who knew history and microbiology. She was a perpetual graduate student who attended this school simply for the sheer love of learning. I identified myself as an engineering major in the junior year. She. I just looked at what I was doing, trying not to look at him. We were both embarrassed about this, I was still trying to hide it of course. I rubbed him a bit more and noticed that it might hurt a bit so I instinctively brought my other hand to my mouth and scooped some saliva out and then coated his penis with it. He gasped when he saw and felt this, but I just kept going like it was no big deal. I started stroking at a better pace now and my hand was making sloshing sounds up and down his. She shifted around until my cock nuzzled at the entrance to her married pussy. She quivered and then impaled her cunt down my dick. I shuddered as she did that, my tongue dancing with hers.I quivered there as her cunt swallowed inch after inch of my clit-dick. I groaned as her married twat devoured my cock. She shoveled more of my spunk into her mouth, her big boobs rubbing into my round tits. She held me so tight as now, our tongue swapping my jizz back and forth.That salty delight melted.