I was always one of the first to gallop across the playground into her embrace, eager to feel her arms round me and to inhale the delicate scent of he... perfume.Even if the weather was cold and she wore a long coat, she'd always have on a short skirt beneath it that would ride up over her thighs as she got into the car and waited for me to close her door before going round and getting in beside her.The skirt would ride up even higher as she drove home and she'd smile at me when I reached over to. In any case, I could smell food cooking, and the toss between breakfast and sex is always difficult for me. I sneaked quietly from under the covers, and headed for the kitchen.Clothing around the house was only bothered with in the case of visitors, excursions or cold, and none of those applied as I padded down the cool bare wood hallway, following the scent.Turning into the kitchen, I noticed two important things. Firstly, my husband was in the kitchen, naked, and looking yummy. Secondly, he. Fredrick Schultz’s female patients. And he had only female patients. All in their 20s, 30s, 40s. All married, all reasonably attractive.I didn’t bother with any more -- the stories were all so similar to Eva’s. Obviously Freddie had perfected the formula, cracked the code, during his years of practice.None of the three was in love with him. Nor did they think he cared for them other than as patients. And fuck buddies. Each assumed, as did Eva, that he had other women he fucked.The three of. Then I go down and use my tongue to start entering you, in and out, like intercourse but with the tongue only. You start to get more excited as you pull me in closer. I take your leg and drape it over my shoulder and then do the other leg over the other shoulder as I'm on my knees, looking up at you as I give you oral. I keep licking and say "Let me know if you like it" and I pick up the pace. I feel your feet start to dig into my back and your hand holding my head in place. As I can tell your.