I can see a fine line of hair growing in the centre of his chest and leading down below the waistband of his jeans. God, how I want run my tongue thro...gh that hair! When he reaches me, I'm afraid my knees are going to give way, I'm afraid that he'll see the moisture thats beginning to run down my thighs. But he smiles a reassuring smile and tells me "Well, we cant fuck here in the open" and turns back to the lorry. Its so coarse and blatant, that I almost come there and then, but a passing. Then she covered me and took me to my bed and made me sit there. While I was sitting my towel fell . She said pick it up I said its paining a lot first bring the first aid. She did that and I said apply some medicine in the below stomach region. She did that and as soon as she touched my lower front my dick started raising. She realised that when my dick slapped on her arm. She now said what’s that I said I don’t know . Then she did her work and left. Then we went to the hospital that evening. "I rang the bell promptly at four the next afternoon. I wondered whatnew variation she had in mind that would cause her to leave the shopearly on the busiest day of the week. After a brief wait, the dooropened. I caught my breath. She was dressed in a long-sleeved, scoop-necked iridescent black spandex leotard that hugged every curve. Hernipples showed clearly through the flimsy material, as did her swollenlabia. Her long, graceful legs ended in spike-heeled ankle boots. Hergolden mane was. Her first words: “Your balls are shaved, soft and ready to be licked?” I was in heaven. I nodded slowly. She asked me to follow her.We walked to her room and she had a weird table which had a hole In the center. She asked me to strip. I immediately hugged her and started kissing. She pushed me and asked me to strip. I did. My 7-inch cock was staring at her.She asked me to lie down on the table with my face down. My junk currently dropped through the hole in the table. This was a high table. I.