My fingertips danced through her reedy wet fur. Karen spread her legs wide, allowing me carte blanche. She was extremely sensitive and her body shifte... and contorted as I explored her beautiful mound with a ginger touch. Gradually, I slid my middle finger into Karen’s folds, surprised to feel its depth and the heat of another woman. It was sucking me in. Her wetness overwhelmed my single finger, so I eased in another all the way and then I pushed up and pulled back, just a bit, on the inside of. I made her lie down on the make shift examination table and checked her lungs with stethoscope. My hand roamed over and pressed her breasts several times as I examined her. Her breasts were firm. I prescribed the required medicines and asked her to come again after five days.It was Saturday. I came back from the hospital at around 2 p.m. had lunch and dropped my mom at the temple for her Saturday prayers routine and came back to my room for a nap. I changed over to Kurta-Payjama and was going. So i wrote a letter giving my deatails ,what i was looking for and my phone number,put it into a sealed envalope and posted it to the paper. a week or so went past and i got home from work on the tuesday night and there was a letter waiting for me from the paper ,inside there was a sealed envalope addessed to me.i opened it and found it to be from the man in the singles add.his name was john ,he was 61,a salesman and he lived in a village 5 miles from me.at the bottom was his phone number.i. "Kneel here." I say, pointing in front of my chair. I drop my drawers and sit down. "Suck." She takes me in her mouth, head bobbing. Her hands are still tied behind her back so she can't go quite as fast, but she manages alright (or maybe it's just that I'm ready to explode). Her mouth is warm and soft and.. Goddammit!I smack her and she sprawls on the floor. "What the FUCK are you doing?" I'm pissed now."I..." She looks at me, confused."The next time you use your teeth, I'll pull them.