I get off the examination table and continue with my pants, unbuckling my belt and undoing the button. She inhales deeply as I bring down the zipper. ... bend over to remove my jeans properly, raising them to cover myself as I move back up.She invites me, with her hand, to go on the scale. As I get on it, I drop my jeans on the examination table, knowing that I cannot hide from her any longer.“Alright, seventy-eight kilograms, healthy for a fine young man like you,” she says with joy in her. .' she panted, her voice barely a whisper. My eyes met hers and I smirked, the heady feeling of power sweeping over me, making my engorged cock even harder. I reached out and gripped her left breast, barely fitting half of it in my hand. 'Please...' I slid deep into her again and her body reacted immediately. I felt her leg quiver as she struggled to keep it wrapped around me and her back arched, thrusting her hips down onto my length. She reached above her head to grip the table edge and. "What's the matter Daddy, didn't you sleep well?" He just grunted at me."You haven't been eating carpet again have you?" Fuck you," he snarled, giving me the finger."Rich, you know I don't like that language," and she punched him in the shoulder to emphasis the point."Yeah whatever, just get me a coffee." Of course dear," she said sweetly, and then sarcastically added, "but only because you said please so nicely."All of that was totally lost on him, "Whatever," was his response as he fell into. I kissed the top of her head. She fell asleep. Minutes later I did too. I felt her stir. My cock was still in her although inert. I kissed her as she awoke. ‘What time is it?’ she asked. ‘Eleven thirty five according to the clock on the night table.’ ‘We wont make it on our date tonight. Sorry.’ ‘Not a problem. right here right now is just perfect.’ She giggled and said, ‘You are right. It is perfect.’ My cock began to grow into her and we waited until it was firm and she started a slow loving.