“I think maybe you should give Emma a better look, Sarah,” I suggested. I took out a hundred dollar bill from my pocket and stuffed it into their ...ip jar. Sarah smiled and answered, “Mmmm, maybe you’re right, Mark.” Sarah began slipping down her yoga pants, revealing a petite pink thong and her incredible curvy booty. Emma stared down out Sarah’s magnificent behind with desire filled eyes. She licked her lips again. “Go ahead. Get a closer look,” I commanded. Emma obeyed and got down on her. "Oh, one of the gals at the gym mentioned her. She is the doctor that gotme on the HRT treatment I started recently. I think you will really likeher." Her?" Yes her. I thought you would feel more comfortable with a lady doctordue to the nature of our problem." Yeah, maybe you are right about that."We arrived and went into the small office building. As we entered Inoticed the sign on the door: Dr. Suzanne Janus, MD, PhD. BehaviorSpecialist.The young receptionist handed me a clipboard with the. I hooked a long, manicured fingernail over each of my inner labia and partedthem further. My juices ran over my fingertips, down into the sensitive cleftswhere my fingers meet and then onto my palms. I massaged my wetness into mythighs then poised a single, probing finger just above the entrance to my open,waiting vagina. Simultaneously I positioned the corresponding finger of myother hand within reach easy of my tingling clit, ready to deliver the stimulationthat would bring me to climax. I would slap the bitch’s ass as I was laying my cock. By the way she was moaning, you would think I had the biggest cock in the world. I slapped the other cheek, and looked at my friend. He looked like he wanted to kill me. That was until I grabbed her long soft hair, and pulled as a pushed my cock in deeper. I turned her head and demanded that she look at Pearson’s face. Her eyes didn’t look at his face…instead they locked on his large pulsating member, easily noticeable even in denim. I felt.