An opaque shower curtain served as a door.Inside it looked like a place a dentist would be quite comfortable in. it just didn’t have a drill or one ...f those spittoons with water constantly running in it. It did have an overhead light on an arm that he could direct where he wanted. The chair was higher than a dentist chair. More like a barber or beauticians chair, the more modern kind.“If you will just climb up in the chair...”Dezi whipped off her slip and Paul almost shit. She climbed up and. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't remember why."What if my Daddy finds out?" I asked, grasping the thought as if it were my last lifeline on a sinking ship. I was wavering, though, and even as the words slipped out, I wasn't sure I cared about the answer. However, Ben’s reply shocked me more than anything else he'd said. "Shelby, your dad is no saint. He knows how this town works. He was fucking most of those interns he had in his office. Besides, maybe he should find out. His drinking put. Her head was down and there was something painful about her. She didn’t see me and closed the door behind her. The door to my brother’s room was half way open and I could hear him snoring like a growling animal.After I relieved my bladder in the bathroom, I returned to my room, but couldn’t sleep anymore. The image of Susie naked in the hallway didn’t make sense. I knew she didn’t come from the bathroom. She would have flushed the toilet if she had to go pee. Yet, the pool of urine from my. I opened my wife’s legs and began to lick her pussy, using long slow strokes, and sucking gently on her clit, and she began to buck her hips, and push her wet lips against my probing mouth, gasping and grunting softly as she got close to her climax. She raised her hips right off the bed, pushing hard against my face, and shuddered as her orgasm racked her body, her slippery wetness coating my face.After her shuddering had subsided, I knelt between her legs, and slipped my dripping cock into the.