And don’t give me that innocent, what-who-me-look. Not that I’m complaining mind you, I loved every pulse and spurt you delivered, but the innocen... guy act isn’t working. You’re at least smiling inside, if not laughing. Truth now,” she urged.Chuckling at her comment, I poured the wine. Her eyes went from mine to the wine pouring to my swinging dick. It was almost fully soft but still thick and heavy, not in a completely relaxed, unaroused state. She seemed to enjoy looking at my cock and stayed. I was cranky. I needed to pee. She was an oven. She was rubbing her fingers in small circles over my belly. She was making a not-at-all subtle move down and down. I took a deep breath. I reached for her face and pinched her nose.The sputter and flapping slaps of her fingers against my hand warmed the cockles of my heart.“You’re awake?” I grinned.“Yes! Fine, good morning!” she laughed as I released her nose.“Good,” and I picked her up by the hip and shoulder. “Whatever you need to do in the. ’ She entered the small room and locked the door behind her. Kari tried on the suit that she liked the best, a black tiny bikini, with a g –strain bottom. She put it on and looked in the mirror, she was so shocked at what she saw. She looked great! She turned several times and was amazed at the way her ass and tits looked in this, now she was exceedingly horny. She decided that she was going to most definitely do something about that as well, she just wasn’t sure what yet. Kari heard a light. After a bit of time the ma came back in. It was a fairly routine check-upsimilar to most physicals I had received as a man, except for the breastexam. That little part was extremely uncomfortable and awkward. Luckily,even though the ma was cute she wasn't really turning me on. In fact ihad been comparing myself to her throughout parts.Once realizing what I was doing I went pale and immediately stare at thewall. At least then I had a reason for not being turned on. A littledenial can go a long.