She dropped her head onto the kitchen table and let her arms hang uselessly to the floor. There really wasn't anything she could say for herself so sh... just let Rhonda rant."Sherry, what if this guy drugged you or something?" Nope, that's not the source of this pounding headache." Sherry this guy could have drugged you and kidnapped you and cut you up into little bits!"Sherry snorted at that. Rhonda heard it and was not amused."My God Sherry, what if something had happened to you? I wouldn't be. She has been spreading her legs for young men. She even let Gaurav play with her tits while his friends watched.Gaurav wanted to help Savita, but she could handle someone like Krusty easily. Savita invited Krusty to her home. Krusty thought he could put some sense into Savita’s slutty head, and he happily accepted the offer.Krusty being a widower, wanted Savita to be an honest wife who would not even look at other men. But he couldn’t take his eyes off her deep valley like cleavage when she. .." she pronounced it as 'Quippen', "is looking forward to meeting you, Mister Desmond. Please go straight in." She indicated a door to the side of the reception desk. It struck me 'Crippen' was probably not the best surname for a medical man, but maybe in psychiatric circles it was a plus.Mortimer Crippen was a most unlikely looking psychiatrist. I had expected a bearded, Middle European sounding gent in a grey suit, wearing pince nez spectacles and a worried air. But Crippen was a large,. He runs his rough hands all over your soft flesh ,sending shivers up and down your spine . You can feel yourself getting so wet that your juices are running down your leg. Something long and thin slides into your hot, wet pussy. As it bends and wiggles , you realize that he has stuck a finger in you . You let out a moan of pleasure . He spanks your ass for it . "Pleasure and pain ,"he breathes into your ear.You feel a cool breeze that refreshes you. As you take a deep breath something presses.