“Mentally?”After several seconds I asked, “What did I say?”“Many things, not all about the rain in Spain and the geography of where it falls...”“Oh?”“But that was a large part of it.”She laughed at my expression and I asked, “Really?”“That and my geography.”I shut my eyes. “God, I’m sorry.” When I opened them again she was smiling slightly as she looked at me, head tilted.“If you’ll pardon me asking, you don’t have much sex, do you?”After a long pause in which I weighed her expression and tone of. She took this time to take advantage of my vulnerability by informing me she thought she was missing a pair of her pantyhose. She sheepishly said, "You are a very bad boy you know?" I could not respond to her question. My thoughts where currently devoted to the feel of the beautiful woman's foot raising the stiffness of my cock. My attention arose when she told me "You where in my laundry basket and you have something of mine." I was speechless at this point. It was all I could do to muster up. After its end both Women took Ingeklocht to the Doctor. They were afraid and worry about how the experienced stress has affected their lovely pearl – Ingeklocht. Doctor, a beautiful young blond woman examined her and stated that all is normal. The slight signs of the past stress were almost unnoticeable. Ingeklocht felt her divine aroma and her heart started to beat strongly. She blushed whole in shame and unknown desire and thirst. Her eyes looked down. The doctor saw all that signs of emotion. ." she said."We could what?" I asked."You know..." she said smiling. "It's been a long time, Honey." Sorry," I said. "I'm not in the mood." And I wasn't. The only reason she wanted to fuck me was because she was feeling guilty about what she'd just done. I didn't think I'd ever touch her again. I grabbed my favorite comfortable old leather jacket and headed for the door. She just stood there with her mouth open. As I opened the door she called me."Stan, do you want me to come with you?" she.