This time, after her visit to good Doctor Everhardt showed up in the online recap of recent charges, she had something to say. "Harvey, Dr. Everhardt ...rescribed some creme for my, uh, privates."Too bad it wasn't the spermy creme from my cock. "Is there something wrong?" I don't think so. He detected the beginning of a rash. He ran out of free samples when I was at his office, but his receptionist called and said they'd just received some. Doesn't it make sense to try it before buying it?"That. Instinctively I pushed my tung into her mouth and she welcomed it, we fell onto my bed and she broke the kiss sliding her hands up my chest and took off my shirt she kissed me again and reached down my pants to pull out my nine inch fully erect cock her jaw dropped but was soon replaced by lust and the thought if it filling her. she sat on top of me as she slide her shirt off wile undoing her bra Her boobs sprang out they may not have been huge but hell were they perky; I reached out and. Before entering the car, she turned around and hugged me. I did the same and placed my right hand over where her bra clip intersected and my left hand near her buttocks, rubbing both hands gently over where I was hugging.As I drove her back to her home along East Coast Road, she said she was very tired and asked whether she could sleep. I naturally obliged her. Periodically, I would pat my hand on her thigh. Mid-way through the journey near Mountbatten Road, she placed her small hand on my. Lastly, I attached my sholder length curly wig. For the final touch to my outfit I pulled on my shoulder length red latex gloves and red latex boots. These boots are long gone and I wish that I could find another pair like them. They were thigh highs made by a company called Latexa and were unlined rubber pull ons, like a slightly thicker molded latex stocking that covered the whloe one inch platform sloe and chunky four inch heel in seamlell one peice molded latex. I just loved those.