I lean over as I sit there, my hand gently stroking the warm shaft of his cock that has been poking through the fly of his trousers for the last few m...nutes. That's enough time for him to have become rock solid and drizzled some precum.It was I who started this, talking dirty and taking the initiative to free his yearning member. He wanted to do to me as I was doing to him, so, here we are, fondling each other's most private parts while we lean into each other for a passionate kiss.Alain's. .. but not very much. Twenty years later and she still can’t control her genius brain.“What’s left to be done that hasn’t been tried already?” I enquired, thinking to myself that anything had to be an improvement over wishing her to finally succeed in killing herself.“Doc Wilder wants to examine her. Cut her open and maybe do his magic, or else give her a nice happy lobotomy. It’s all fine by me. ‘Wheels’ is the only one maybe smart enough to understand what’s wrong with her ... the crazy old. I looked around the office, the chair that the girl had bent over was still there the seat still wet with her tears, the cane was on the desk and he still had his sleeves rolled up. My whole body was quivering, flushed and aroused and I am sure he noticed, but he said nothing just wiped the seat of the chair and asked me to sit down. He apologized for the scene that had just taken place and again mentioned that he had never had to do that to me, but then added how I had said there were things. Then when i was 17 i had a sexual relationship wit an older guy for almost a year.i had known him for a couple of months, he made passes tward me from day one. so one day i showed up at his apt, with submission on my mind. we played a couple games of chess, during which i would accidently knock pieces off the table then make a big deal about picking it up bending over with my ass pointing his way.i would flash a glance at him then smile when i would catch him looking at my. he finally commented.