Slowly that hand moved inside my trouser and touched my penis over the jockey!Of course, I knew it was Rashmi Akka’s hand. It was the first time a w...man’s hand was touching my penis! My penis started to grow inside my jockey and suddenly, I got up and switched on the lamp and asked Rashmi Akka, “Hey, what are you up to?”She then openly confessed that she was missing her husband and she had sexual needs too. She was not interested to have sex with a stranger and requested me to help her.I. ”“WHAT?!”“They do.”“Honey, a legit Ob/Gyn does not do that.”“They don’t?”“NO! Why would you think that?”“The first doctor I saw was in college, when I started seeing him, he did that. He said it was to make sure that a woman would enjoy going to the doctor. I asked the nurse and she agreed. When I knew that I was moving out here, I asked him for a referral, and he sent me to my doctor here.”“Shit! Kendi, this is wrong. Do you have any female friends here that don’t go to that doctor?”“No. Mick,. I heard him grunt then felt his cock spasm in my mouth giving me its thick reward. I swallowed fast as I could but because of the length and thickness some dribbled all over my shirt and chin.After he came he pulled out of the hole zipped and left. I leaned back jerking my own cock when I noticed another cock to the left hole in my stall. I quickly took it in my mouth and started sucking like the cock slut I am. He was smaller and I was able to take it fully to the back of my throat and sniff. The previous half-hour had started out nerve-racking enough but I had settled, more quickly than I had imagined. Carol hadn't laughed, she had been kind, and interested, and considerate, and she had listened and asked intelligent questions. But then we had heard the car pull up outside and I had dashed upstairs to change - or just to hide. Now? I was sitting in the kitchen for a while. Waiting. Was this a good idea? I wasn't sure. I nervously sipped on my drink and pulled my short skirt down, I.