Theaters. Restaurants. Grocery stores. Museums. Even the opera down at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion that I only attended under protest to please my w...fe. Well, ex-wife. Damn. I’d actually grown rather fond of ‘Nessun dorma.’I picked up my water bottle (lots of bottled waters left at every 7-11 store) and took a swig.The woman — at least I assumed she was a woman from her long locks and the dress that she was wearing — was getting close enough now that I could start to discern her features. She. The doctors fingertips started gently massaging my vagina, while my juices flowed freely. "Mm, yes, you're certainly very wet down there, aren't you Katie?" "Yes, doctor" Spread your legs a little further, young lady, so I can get a good look and your pretty little pussy"I groaned and spread my legs as much as I could on his lap. I was writhing around again, openly displaying my new-found horniness to the doctor. "Yes, I can see you're enjoying this a lot aren't you? It pleases my to see a. .." "TELL ME!" YES! Oh yes, Daniel, I love it! Please... please dominate me!" Yeah, I had a feeling that you were the type that needed a firm hand to watch over and take care of you." Mmm... being taken care of sounds nice. It's been a long time since anyone took care of me." How long, Becky. When was the last time someone took care of you?"I guess it would have to be my father, actually. I had a boyfriend but I can't honestly say he took care of me. It was more the other way around—I took care. She stood up as Wendy watched and peeled off her clothes in seconds. "C'mon." She waltzed over to the counter and stood by her mother.Slightly nervous and embarrassed, Wendy stood. Her legs were weak as she kept her eyes glued to her aunt's fabulous-looking tits. A shiver raced up her spine and exploded at the base of her skull as she took off her own shirt and bra. She displayed her plump tits and blushed."They took great," Martha said. "I can't wait till I suck 'em."Wendy pulled off her jeans.