"I want to see if your facial and buccal muscles are well enervated," said Rachel "I want to test your grip strength," said Ben Oh fuck, I was in for ... ride! I loved it. They all could see my pleading glare as Rachel mounted on the exam table, placing her crotch over my face. I could smell the sweet juices that were flowing out of her glistening pussy. Her clit was out of reach, I had to lift my head to grab at it. When I latched on, I sucked on it like I had never sucked on anything before,. He had to admit her body was magnificent she was quite small at 5'4 and 110lbs with her hair net off her auburn curls reached past the shoulder. Her athletic body didn't have an ounce of unnecessary fat on it and he judged her correctly to be a 32C. She seemed more confident now that she was naked she didn't try to shield her breasts or her sex, her legs were slightly apart and she looked at him with a rather offhand expression."Put your hand between your legs," he ordered.She did what he told. He couldn't help but smile and wonder — buttons number sixteen and seventeen, were they unbuttoned too?They had been the first time he met her.He was at a friend's summer bar-b-q when he saw her walking across the lawn. She was wearing a yellow dress that wrapped around her body in a manner that couldn't be ignored. As he gazed at the swell of her breasts he couldn't help notice the gap in the buttons. A fact he mentioned as she passed him, "Excuse me, I believe you missed a couple."She'd. One man shook his head 'no' at me."Do you have a degree in psychology or psychiatry?" he asked me.I rolled my eyes. It was always the same. If you disagreed with someone, unless you had a ton of letter abbreviations after your name, then you automatically didn't know what you were talking about. It was the way the system kept people in check and made sure they could ram an agenda through. Governments had gotten very adept at this over the years."No. No degree. Just a bit of experience at.