.. hmm ... fifteen, seventeen, twenty people I see only six males. Your fingers won’t get stronger if someone else is playing the instrument.”“T...ey will if you know how to strum the right chords,” I answered. This time, Molly blushed.“Well, it is nice to see you looking so fit,” Doctor Jordan said. Damn, she looked fine. I determined that when I reached fifty this time, I’d be as fit as she was now.“Thank you, Doctor Jordan. May I say, you look extraordinary. I never imagined that your scrubs. "Open your mouth", she said. I obeyed, and she strapped a giant dildo in deep in my throat. It stretched my mouth open completely and I could feel it pushing against the back of my throat. I tried desperately to push it back out with my tongue to no avail. "You better get used to things in your mouth, slave," she laughed. "That is if I decide to keep you!"At last, she stopped, and I could feel her eyes on me, surveying her work. I felt her hands against my skin and I ached for her to touch me. “Shut up!” Angela sniffled a little bit to herself as Michael pulled the dildo almost all the way out, then shoved it back in. Michael added a little more lube to the dildo, then began moving it in and out a little more slowly and gentler. Angela felt herself becoming aroused again and her sniffling turned to moans. He reached down and rubbed her clit. This time, he also put a finger inside her. Her muscles immediately tightened around it. She could feel her juices dripping down her legs. No. But it did, after my company sent me to her city, and my wife suggested that I’d better stay at her house during my stay there. I visited Yashodha and there in the evening, I would be drinking – but certainly never got really drunk. I was quite happy when once we were in the kitchen Yashodha linked her arm around my waist. I clutched her hand and pulled her closer. The house was empty. We stood facing each other in the orange light. She did not protest and I lightly kissed her on the cheek..