‘I don’t know, Rai,’ she rounds, coming to sit on the coffee table in front of me, ‘Maybe that after traveling through Europe and taking a pla...e across and ocean you made it back home. Safe.’ Damien clears his throat at the threshold to the room, looking as uncomfortable as a clown at a mime convention. ‘I’m going to head out. Let you two relax.’ My eyes switch to my mom as a sad wave wash over her face before she covers it up with a forced smile. I interrupt the both of them before their. ”“Let’s get the drug test out of the way. If we don’t do it now, he’ll have to wait a while cause I need to go right now.”“Nice to meet you, too.” The doctor said chuckling. “Let’s go to the locker room and get that done then.”Walking into the locker room, the doctor gave me the piss cup. I didn’t think the doctor was going to stand right next to me when I was pissing in the cup. Well, I was wrong.“Do you really need to stand right next to me?”“Yes, I do. It’s in the rule book.”“Oh well. Don’t. Steve’s hips gently rising and falling in a sexual way broke the spell. I rubbed the imprisoned hardness and knew it must be getting uncomfortable for him. I was getting so turned on by this strange scenario that I took to my role of playing the tart so well that it did not worry me when I leaned forward and playfully bit his erection through his jeans. Reaching behind me I took his trainers and socks off, Steve meanwhile wasted no time in undoing his belt and fly, so releasing a long slender. My left breast, first, I think, my darling Kurt."Her husband moved to her side and sprayed a jet of the cool liquid onto her lovely large globe, making it glisten in the strip lighting. The still-handcuffed Idaho bent before her mistress and licked the gleaming breast flesh clear of "perfume". While she was performing this task, Kurt was spraying the other succulent breast. As Idaho shifted her oral attentions to the right breast, Kurt knelt behind his wife's shapely buttocks, anointing first.