Now I made the connection. I had been cashing checks at the bank branch near my office for several years now and the teller I usually preferred was th...s Tanisha! The second line was for "Patient's Spouse", the name there was "Leroy Williamson", sex was listed as "male" and his occupation was listed as "pool maintenance man"."Dr. Henderson", I began, "as much as I would like to see one of these treatments, I think I must inform you that I know Tanisha in another context. I am not sure it would. Fran immediately understood what he was talking about. A week ago just pretending the fingers touching her were Dave's instead of her own was enough to give her a great orgasm, know being fucked by her brother, while still pleasant, was an everyday common occurrence. Well actually a several times a day common occurrence, but just being fucked by him no longer gave her the 'ultimate' orgasms it used to. On Monday when Mr. Roberts had fucked her after school she had been driven to orgasmic. Your soft moans or sudden grasps only spurred me on and inspired me to try to do more to add to your pleasure. Your hips moved in unison with mine as if we were doing some sort of an erotic dance. Slower, then faster we moved. Clenching and surging, you returned the favor of my movements. Then raising your legs and widen your embrace, you drew me in deeper. Your legs wrapped about me in an erotic grip. Loving to look at your ass the way I do, I forced myself to withdraw and I quickly turn you. They both sat on the bed. The woman went right to it, she asked Bart when the last time he had ever been with a woman, Bart said he had never had sex but saw a woman naked once. The woman stood up and said "we need to change that as every man should know the joys of a woman" and she took off her clothes. She had a very hot body, nice wide hips, a great ass, perky tits, great legs, a nice full brown bush that was parted just enough to see her pink wet pussy. I could not believe what I was.