She asked if I wanted to come back to her place with her. I eagerly responded in the affirmative. We left the sauna, quickly showered, and threw on ...ur sweats and went to her room.When we got into her room we both threw our gym bags in the corner and she grabbed my hands in hers. She looked up into my eyes and I was captured. I just looked in her eyes. Her hands were incredible. It was so warm and soft, yet firm touching her. I didn't hear her say it the first time, but she said it again. It was just smooth soft skin. It felt so wildto have in my hand. I smiled as his cock began to grow.I grabbed his growing shaft and began to stroke it. Itwas so smooth and so soft in my hand. It was throbbinghard and growing fast. I could see thick veins bulgingout and it had a fat head with a flat end. The end hadbumps and bulges on it with a pee hole that looked bigenough to put my pinky finger into. I grabbed the head with the other hand and squeezed ita bit. It was soft and spongy, the. ‘Oh well’, thought Christine. There is just nothing to shame some people! Christine turned to pick up a magazine from the rack near her, only to be, again, floored with more disturbing views! Titles such as ‘American Nude’, ‘Couples Retreat’ & ‘Exposed Monthly’, all with nasty pictures of nudes on their covers, met her eyes. Magazine after magazine of nothing about smut! Well, the building, the location, the receptionist were one thing, but this was too far. The doctor would here about this. She decided to play along, trusting that he’d stop if she asked. Her mouth took him in all the way, till he hit the back of her throat. Three years of practice helped her to relax her throat muscles and control her gag reflex. Her tongue danced along the bottom of his cock while she applied suction. His groan was music to her ears. Thinking that she knew the game he played, she smiled at the thought of pleasing her suddenly domineering man. She pulled back until the mushroom tip was the only.