“Give me a handjob.” I ordered. Tammy didn’t even miss a beat, she simply reached over unzipped my pants and fished my cock out. I hardened r...pidly under her expert ministrations. The waitress approached the table bearing our drinks. Tammy started to pull her hand away. “I didn’t tell you to stop whore!” I snapped at her. “I’m sorry, please forgive me master.” She pleaded as she resumed stroking me under the table. The waitress couldn’t see under the table due to the long tablecloth ,. "God," she screamed and her body tensed up. Her pussy contracted around my still moving tongue and her juices dripped in my mouth. She shook as she clutched the sheets, experiencing what looked like an extreme orgasm. I prolonged it by keeping my tongue busy in her pulsing sex, adding to her climax.Suddenly, her body went limp and she fell back, first against the wall and then after I left her sex, she fell on her back on the bed. She was panting, trying to catch her breath. I laid down next to. I don't know the name of the doctor you need, but I know who does, and I will reach out and start things rolling on my end, later today. I can tell you that this disease is said to be misdiagnosed a lot, so one thing we to have your friend do is look at it from the standpoint that it might not even be the right disease she's having treated."When I get the information, I'll call you back and you BETTER have time to chat, and not just about your mission. "Got it, buster?" We both started laughing. Whenever either of them had had a hard day at work my wrists would be tied to a cord which ran to a hook in the ceiling in the den so that just the toe's of my hi-heels touched the floor. After my dress or skirt had been bunched up around my waist one or both of them would work out thier fustrations at my expense. Kelly favored her hairbrush, which she would often use to smack me between my thighs, aiming it so it landed against the narrow.