” I nodded and smiled as I took the towel from my shoulder and took my time to lay it properly on the bed next to her. “Be careful of that oil, or...whatever it is, so that you don’t get it on the sheets.”I smiled and nodded at her before laying down on the towel. “You know honey, it’s been a little while since we last had any sex. No judgment, It’s neither of our faults, I just wanted to see what was going on?” I reached down and begin to stroke my semi-erect penis. She just looked at me and at. He found an apartment near our home. We continued our erotic relationship until he became ill. Ed moved into a hospice home. It was sad to see such a virile man lay helpless and there is little you can do. I visited him every day. On one visit he asked the nurse if we could be alone. He instructed me to lock the door behind her. Ed said, ‘Felecia, I would like one more blow-job before I go…… and I wanted a taste of that sweet pussy of yours.’ ‘Nonsense, you’re not going anywhere… but I’m not. A dark and heavy hardwood door bore a brass plate that read.“Dr Avram Fine By Appointment Only.”The door was open and behind it was a second door of wood with glass panels. I pushed through it and it swung shut behind me. Off to one side was a fine antique desk with a receptionist seated there with phone, intercom, and computer terminal. I crossed to her.“My name is Leslie Carmine and I have a 10 AM appointment with Dr Fine.”A click of the mouse and my time was confirmed. She stood up to smile. Aanngghh ..." she moaned, grimacing with the pain. Jim paused for a moment, panting above her, his body slick with sweat. He wriggled his thighs then, warning her in advance of an imminent thrust far up into her cunt, so she stretched her legs wider apart and drew her knees back, leaving her pussy in a more open and vulnerable position to receive the immense, blood-bloated rod of throbbing flesh. Its pounding heat was already enticing the juices from her vaginal walls -- her pussy, her vagina,.