For some reason, she felt better than if it was some guy who should be living in his mother’s basement.The next morning, shortly before yoga and a w...lcome mental break from work, there was a knock on her door. Nadine opened it and there was Kara with her own yoga mat and dressed like she was looking to attract every guy in the world at the gym!“Damn, what are you all dolled up for?”“I’m just fucking tired of being cooped up, thought maybe we could have some fun with your peeper?”Kara posed. My cock was now straining to get free and I hesitated trying to figure out what to do about my visible erection. Kelly must have realized my growing hard-on because she kept a visual lock on my crotch, while her smile and eyes widened. She responded by spreading her legs even wider and given me more of the satin fabric of her panties to look at. I got a full glimpse of her nice, thick camel toe and could see the complete outline of her neatly trimmed bush narrow and long like a landing strip.At. “oh, you like that do you? … me being forced to fuck your knees whilst you lover’s big black cock fucks you from behind and I’m forced to …” she stopped me there!“Really! that old cliché … is that the best you can do… do you think that old toot is going to win you a visit to my pussy?” … she paused her toying to give me a disappointing look “Think on … and try again” she closed her eyes and eased the pressure a little. “Ok I’d like to take you to a beach, watch you set yourself up a nice little. ” Inga walked to the chair, lowered her sheer panties to her ankles andstepping out of them, bent over with legs apart. Backing up until her legstouched the chair. She bent down to grasp her ankles and said, “Ready, Sir” “Very good, Inga.” He gave her several pats and before she could countthem he said, “Good job, Inga. You may put your panties back on now.” “Thank you, Sir.” she said with a curtsy and picked up her panties. Dr. Hardman rose and he and Inga walked over to.