Even harder now, his hand begins cracking once more into each ass cheek. The tears return. The last ten push my limits, my mind lost and swimming in t...e pain. My pussy seems to like it, though. Then he’s done, his hand gently rubbing my ass. God I love his hands. Even when they punish me. He teases my pussy again, tsk-tsking me at how wet I am. It’s running down the inside of my legs. Then I feel his finger on my ass. My asshole, to be specific. It pushes in, feeling odd. Then I feel a little. Her sexy voice making noise like uhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaah come on fuck me harder…… I am bitch….. Just fuck me and fuck me real hard……. Tear my pussy….. It all made me even hornier and I made stroking her pussy even harder. She was lost in the flow that she started moaning heavily and I quickly reminded her about my parents. The she came on top of me and started riding on top of my dick. It is so good to see a sexy pair of bouncing boobies up and down. Then after a minute, she got tired and I made. By now my own body was betraying the medical facade. If she had not been over my lap the face I was enjoying it would have been apparent to everyone.I picked up the thermometer and moved the tip to her hole and no matter the clenching noting can stop smooth glass from sliding in once a good amount of lubricant has been added. As the tip slipped in her body went rigid, toes curled cheeks straining to shut and muscles trying to remove the intruder from her body. Now a reading takes anywhere from. Finally I was brave enough to tell him, I wanted to wash something I left in his daughter’s sink, I knew it wasn’t a good time to do the dishes or anything else, but I just had to leave that seat without being embarrassed or embarrassing him, a few minutes passed while I was in the kitchen leaving him alone, when he came in the kitchen with his drink in hand.I said “I am sorry, I did not mean to leave you alone as of a sudden, but this had to be done” he did not say anything, I wasn’t looking.