This time he wouldn’t let her catch a glimpse of the object he grabbed from the cabinet before reassuming his position behind her. Though he was cer...ain she would still be slick with desire, he’d nevertheless put a dab of lube on the G-spot vibe before he shoved it inside her and turned the dial to 3. Then he would slather himself with the slippery stuff, pull out the butt plug and insert the head of his penis into her anus. Again using a slow but steady motion, he’d push in gradually until. Our legs touched, our bodies pressed closer. My hand rested on your knee then moved slowly a bit higher onto your thigh. Almost as tacit approval, I felt you kiss my ear lobe. Moving slowly, my hand went higher, again the kiss on my ear. I could feel my manhood stiffening and the wetness of pre cum was showing on my pants. This time when you kissed my ear I felt your hand on my cock. Gently you massaged with the palm of your hand. I had now reached the top of your thigh and my hand was moving. He had been dead for three years. He had died of a heart attack, alone in his semi at a truck stop. Someone had found him the next morning. He was dead. He wasn’t in this room, stealing purses. He wasn’t caressing the picture of him and me that was still in my purse after all these years. He wasn’t standing in front of me with those smiling eyes, asking me for something. I shook my head to clear it. “I must have dozed off, Mrs. McBride. I don’t remember falling asleep but I must have, he was. ” He said this quietly as he continued his exam. Dr. Walters pulled on a pair of exam gloves and moved in. His finger lightly stroked her wet pussy, easily finding lubrication. It slid slowly up and sown her slit and Marcia moaned again. On the next up stroke, his finger brushed her clit. Her hips shuddered as she felt an orgasm building. She spread her legs wider, to give him easier access. Up and down it went again, this time he slid it slowly inside her. “Yes,” she moaned. In and out the.