'Sandra’s door closed behind me and I trudged back to my own home carrying my toolbox, its weight no match for the weight of my heart at that moment...I knew that what Sandra said made sense and it made me wonder why Alice couldn’t be more like her, at least in the bedroom. They were alike in so many other ways, maybe I should ask Sandra to talk to her. You never know; it might work.It was about two weeks after our brief affair when I met Sandra parking her car in her driveway. There was a tall. As the audience strained to get a view, she turned from side to side, not showing them her pussy. Finally, she stood up and thrust out her cunt. Spreading her legs, she opened the tender pink fuckhole. It glistened with wetness. White, frothy cunt cream glistened inside on the swollen walls of her pussy. Before the people could look too long, she twisted away from them and began gyrating back and forth. She bent over and spread her asscheeks wide apart to let them see her asshole. Her quivering. It was a similar lazy Sunday afternoon, and just before 1pm,I started putting my make-up expecting him to show up. It was 1:30pm and there was no sign of the guy. Disappointed, I locked the clinic, and headed to the doctor’s room to collect my belongings, when I heard footsteps of someone approaching, and I knew it was him. I took him to the Doctor’s room for examination. I knew that this is my only chance to get this guy do something with me.He was standing right in front of me, when I bent. Then it hit, her whole body started to spasm as a wave of pleasure coursed through her.“Fuck yes! Oh god, yes, yes, yes yeeesss!” she screamed as her already tight pussy clenched down even harder on my cock. Not wanting her pleasure to end, I kept on fucking her and thumbing her asshole.“Yeeesss! Yeeesss! Yeeesss!” she screamed again as I continued driving into her as spasm after spasm ripped through her body and a tidal wave of hot cum gushed around my cock and began leaking down her thighs..