I always took the opportunity to roam my hands between her thighs, over her buttocks and along her sides reaching for her huge tits. On these occasion... she would lie on her stomach in her string bikini, remove her bikini top and spread her legs wide so I can sit between them to administer the lotion. I would apply copious amounts of lotion to her ass and manipulate the thin material of her bikini until it is wedged between her pussy's shiny lips and until her rosy asshole is partially. I'd driven past the place many times, and I'd always been intrigued by it, and I wanted to go inside and see for myself what it was like; but I'd always driven on past each time I'd initially thought I'd go in---except finally, on a very hot and humid summer day in 1981, I pulled into the dusty gravel parking lot and, with my heart pounding in my chest and neck, I walked in through the front door!The first thing that I noticed about the place was the heavy aroma of cigarette smoke. The place. All that was left was to arrange a meeting once Doug returned from an out of town trip. Finally the day came around. On that Saturday afternoon as the spring snow was melting I hopped a bus across town and knocked on Doug and Pam's door. My heart was practically beating out of my chest, and I had been ridiculously hard for about 24 hours now. Doug opened the door and we exchanged a nod of mutual acknowledgement. He invited me in, and pulled the d****s closed leaving only the incandescent orange. I had explained to her how it needs to be fitted in line with the spine allowing the pins to be just clear of the bony area. When it was in I reached round and made sure it was in place and pressed it in. It felt pretty painful as the pins dug in then it was ok as the pain relief kicked in.Ok thats it done. I will Just clean you up a bit.I stood up and moved my arm and shoulder. It felt fine. I hooked it up to my laptop and everything looked ok. I got her to sit at the desk as I operated the.