.tabhi steering sahi control ho payega”ab mam meri janghon(thighs) pe baith gayee aur haath steering par rakh liye.mam.thoda aur peeche ho jaayeeye�...�aur kitna peeche hona padega”jitna ho sakti ho”thik hai”ab mam poori tarah se mere laude par baithee thi.Maine apne haath mam ke haathon par rakh diye aur steering control karaana sikhane lagaa. Jab bhi car turn hoti toh mam ki hips mere laude mein dhans jaati . mam ke breast itne bade the ki vo mere hathon ko touch kar rahe thhe. Mai jaan moojh kar. Before she started the massage, she hugged me, pressing my erection into her stomach. If you read the description of the massage my daughter gave me the in my first story, you will have a description of the massage my wife gave me. I know that it is somehow wrong, but it was thrilling to feel her touch me, knowing that she was touching other men in the same way. When I kissed her nipples, they seemed to get harder than they ever had before. She gave me a really good massage and got me so. The nurse smiled and left the room as the doctor continued. “I’m just going to schedule some of the usual tests before you leave; blood pressure, urine sample and chest x-rays, and I’ll send you the results and let you know if there is anything to be concerned about.” “That works for me, thanks,” I replied. “Okay, stand up and drop your boxers around your knees for me,” she said routinely. At first I gave no thought to exposing myself to a strange woman, but then I felt her cold hand cupping. "Ah," I said, "speaking of deal old Dad, anything I should know about before I meet him?" Nothing really," Mrs. Taylor explained, "you, er, well, as far as he knows, you two haven't seen each other in about a year, since he came by last Christmas. He and I separated about five years ago, and he moved across state. He comes by whenever he can, but his work keeps him away a lot."At least that somewhat relieved my worries about his expectations. I figured as long as I acted somewhat like a nine.