We talk for a while and i get him to slip me his number while she is not looking but I already have it because we are really friends and saw him earli...r today before i got transformed. we go our sperate ways ..but the idea is already in his head that i might call him later tonight. It gets him worked up, and he does anything to get some when he is like that. Later after dinner we go to my other night time hangout and have a few drinks and dance for a cople hours. Knowwing that i will run. He took his time unhooking her cuffs and untying her legs. He was telling her what a good girl she was while he slowly and tenderly undid her braid, leaving the ponytail behind. He grabbed his things and helped her up. As they walked back to their heart in the sand she could feel every set of eyes upon her. Was it the spreader bar in masters hand or the cum running down her cheeks dripping onto her breasts? She didn’t know but in that moment she felt vulnerability and even small shred of. “Get that tube.”I went over to the counter and got the tube of goop. By the time I turned around Nurse Cady already had her skirt pulled up around her waist. She wasn’t wearing any panties again, and she didn’t have pantyhose on either. Instead she had on stockings, the kind that need one of those garter belt thingies to hold them up. She looked like a Victoria Secret model, only with a much bigger ass.Nurse Cady bent over the examination table.“I had to finger your ass, so it’s only fair. A knock at the door forced us to break, straightening clothes, primping for a bellhop who couldn’t care less about anything but his tip. Well he got a generous tip quickly and was gone. Together at last. Our lips met in a passionate kiss… tongues entwining, licking, tasting… inhaling our scents (smell, the most deprived electronic sense)… lips moving on lips… bodies pressed tightly together. For two weeks we had carefully rehearsed our first lovemaking on chat and the phone–so tender and so.