Not that I hadn't wanted one, just hadn't found the right guy. I stood up and went over to the fridge in the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine... I went back over to the sofa and sipped at my glass. The more I watched and heard them moan out with pleasure, the more I was getting turned on. I switched over the channel and saw 3D animation of lesbians fingering and lick each other's pussies. The moans made me so wet. I stood back up and took my dressing gown off and stood in my apartment. This alone would make me dripping, but Carline has used the warming oil on my clit and she uses her fingers to rub it, and I feel a spurt of wetness escape, I will not last long before I orgasm, I know it!"Ooooh, you're a wet one!" she purrs as she begins to use her tongue, darting it in between my wet lips and I realize her tongue is fairly long as she goes deeper than my husband ever has and another jet of moisture comes as she licks me with passion.His cock thrusts deeply, as he takes my. F, but nothing about Dr. M. I figured that was easier than explaining why I was choosing a woman.When I was introduced to Dr. F, she made a good first impression on me. She was probably around 50 years old and I was about 43 at the time. She wanted to get to know me a little bit before the exam and it seemed that she really was a little nervous about accepting me as a new patient. She told me that she sees other male patients when their regular doctor is unavailable, but that this was the first. Without any further hesitation I pressed into her but found a lot of resistance. She was fighting me so I pushed harder and harder until her sphincter muscle gave way and allowed not only the head of my cock into her but half the length of my shaft too.Janet said, “Ouch! That hurts really badly! Pull it out!”My wife, “Oh no you don’t! His cock had to stay inside my ass for a full minute! Stick it out bitch!”I just left it in and held onto her hips firmly. In that standing position with her.