My hands firmly cup your breasts now as you lean up to pull the top off. Still in total darkness you feel me take your hands and move them to your b...easts, you start massaging them eagerly. You feel my tongue lick hard right up the front of your underwear, pressing into you through the fabric. My hands are at your waist and your panties are being pulled off so fast, you barely lift your feet in time to kick them off. You want me to touch and lick your pussy, but I don’t yet, instead taking. “The first challenge every psychiatrist or psychologist or therapist faces is gaining the trust of his or her patient. If you suffer a traumatic break, you and I have already established that trust. That gives us a huge head start on overcoming it and getting you back on your feet whether you can rejoin the program afterwards or not.”I nodded. “The psychological equivalent to having paramedics at a rock concert. They’re in the right place at the right time to be the most help.”“Precisely,” she. Her brown and white pencil skirt with a modest side slit almost reached her knees with a narrow, conciliatory, red leather belt. Her white silk top fluttered between shapelessly ballooning and clinging to the top curves of her full C-cups. I stared a moment at what looked like darker circles against the blouse. Could she really be braless for a change?After hugs and kisses all around, even shared with Davy, I reached out and, as everyone watched, brazenly opened two more buttons on Betty's top. ” He walks off with my clothes and lays them in a pile at the base of a tree. Next he ties my dog up there and gets it to lay on my clothes. I want to bolt but not leave my dog with these men. The friend has joined him and tells me to bend over the concrete table putting my face down on it. I have to stand on my toes to do this. He walks up and spreads my legs then runs his hand between my legs. “Nice, I like shaved pussy.” The other comes around front and grabs my hands to hold me down.