With a quick flick of her wrist, she tossed the bra to the hamper, grinning impishly. Her tits were still hidden, but now they jiggled enticingly und...r the tank top, and I could clearly see her hard nipples. “Keep stroking, hon. Show me how much you love to tug that cock. Show me how much you love the feel of my panties against your big, purple cockhead,” she said. Her voice was almost hypnotic. I could feel the fabric getting wetter as my precum kept weeping out into it. His hair was snow white and so fine one could almost see through it. He was one of those people who looks as if they’d never lost their baby fat. His face and hands had a pinkish color that glowed hotter as he struggled to move a well polished, leather briefcase out of the front passenger’s seat. The man appeared slightly nervous as Karen got in, telling him how much she appreciated the ride. It was getting dark, and the man asked if she had a place to stay. Karen felt a familiar foreboding and. Immediately one of my many lessons kicked in, and I remained outwardly calm, but inwardly I could have slapped myself for not seeing, and thinking of it earlier. It all added up. I inquired just when this had happened? He filled me in on the details, then I asked what had the attending physician had to say about it. He replied that the Doctor said it was nothing unusual, as a number of the young women on staff had had similar such miscarriages over the years. He said it could have been caused. She looked at Richard as she did so, occasionally stopping to gently rub her clit, her eyelids slowly closing as she enjoyed the feeling of being completely nude in his car. She started toying herself slowly, grabbing at her breasts with the free hand and putting on a bit of a show for her driver. Her back arched as she felt the toy bottom out inside of her and, with it properly lubricated, she started fucking herself harder and harder. Richard passed a hand over her chest, down to her nicely.