I want to talk to you." She is alone with me and very uncomfortable. Facing her, no more than two feet from her. I grin, looking her up and down and s...e gulps nervously. Out of habit, she has clasped her hands behind her back, something she had been taught growing up in Egypt. This had the effect of pulling her shoulders back, and thrusting her chest forward, placing a small strain on her dress. Her nipples are pushing hard against the fabric. I look at her as she stood in front of me, frozen. I asked why she did that she told me that the dick will erect more and it will take time to cum the second time. Then she told me to sit on the office chair and she started sucking my dick again. She did that for another 5-10 minutes and than she sat on the desk and asked me what I wanted to do with her. That very moment I kissed her soft pink lips and held her head with one hand and trying to touch her sexy thighs with the other. My hand was going through her smooth thighs from the knees. But all that came to an end when she met Khalil. Khalil wasn’t rich yet, but had the potential to be. He hustled and spent time in the studio. But he hadn’t made it yet, but when he did, Missy would be there with baby in tow getting her piece of that pie, but in the meantime, she had to get back to the life she was accustomed to. Being pregnant wasn’t exactly going to land her the man of her dreams. And after the baby, Missy got her body sculpted, nipped, and tucked into that hour glass figure. I had gone with him for his appointment and he embarrassed the heck out of me! My husband and Dr Woods had been buddies since high school and could nearly pass as twins. My husband went a little overboard at his visit discussing our sex life with Dr Woods! I was ready to kill him, and I also saw Dr Woods looking at me in a different way then normal. So as punishment, he was going to witness this exam, but little did I know, that was already in the plans. I was in my gown and on the table.