Finally I pushed my finger right up inside. She let out a little gasp. She said “Oooh yeah I like that”. I started fucking her with that finger. S...e was loving that. I continued rubbing her lips with my other hand and she was really getting into it. I took her hand and told her “Show me what you like”. She didn’t speak, just breathed heavy and started working her fingers on herself. I put my hand with hers and started working the same spots. My hand followed hers. Up and down, inside, all along. Dear don’t tell to any body but my wife is not happy with me. She always complains …. I think…….. I can not full fill her…….. sexual….. desire…… he spoke hardly.I was quite, what I could answered…. May I suggest you any doctor ? any method ? I said.No..No.. this is not.. actually…. I like sex less…. She likes it much…….. sooo..I suggested him to discuss about sex in detail with wife & than take some wise step, other wise it will spoil your married life.After two days, he invited me to his house. ”“Seeing his hard cock, makes me want you to fuck me again soon Doctor,” Jane whispered under her mask.“Doctor’s orders,” he winked back. Doctor Burnett went to Brad’s head and leaned over close to his right ear, “Please forgive me ladies for my language.”“Brad ... Brad you and Abby have to stop fucking. Your bodies are throwing all our monitoring equipment on your vital signs out of whack. You’ll both be able to resume having sex in a few months. The nurses like your erection, Brad. You both. "She's gone; everything's fine." Matthew snorted. "Everything is hardly fine, Lyla." I looked down at my feet, embarrassed. I didn't feel shameful at all. I was immensely horny. I was incredibly happy. Obviously Matthew didn't share my joy. "Hey," he said cupping my face in his hands, forcing me to look into his eyes. It's like he read my mind. "I don't regret any of that, Lyla. But you have to know that... That was so close just then." "Of course I know, I'm just glad you don't feel guilty.".