‘Ooooh Stewy, you are splitting me, it feels unreal, keep going, fuck me harder, drill into me, pump my pussy, oh yeah, like that, keep going, it’... unreal, keep going, uh, uh, yeah!’ Trish moaned. I obeyed, and again began touching her pussy with my finger, collecting her juices as I pistoned in and out, and coating my middle fingers in her sweat and pussy juice. Again, like the kitchen bench minutes before I brought my finger to her bud, now stretched more than before, and pushed it slowly in. Something: a word, a breath, a touch. Something to remind her of his approval and pleasure in her body. Something. Anything. Please. Seconds passed and she discovered she had been holding her breath. Her breath came out ragged and with a sense of defeat. What could he be doing? Was he displeased with her? She spread her legs as wide as she could and bit her lip through the aching pain. Her heart was beating fast, almost fearful of what he might do now. If she had pleased him he would have. I told her I was forty. She had already removed the glove. She nodded her head and wrote a note on my file. She asked if I had ever had a prostate exam. I told her I hadn't and that I didn't even know what that was. She then explained about the organ the size of a walnut that was located somewhere inside my body and behind where my genitals were located. She was putting on a fresh glove when I said, "Oh! THAT exam!". This made her smile and said "Yes...that exam." I was still naked from. I told her that I loved her since the day I met her..Hearing this she hugged me, her firm boobs got pressed against my chest and a current passed through my spine.My dick was hard and she noticed it because I was wearing boxers, I kissed her and she opened her mouth, I pressed her boobs, my one hand was on her ass which was a pleasure to hold.I removed her top, she was wearing black bra, I opened it, and started fondling her boobs, I went down kissed her neck, and started biting her hard.