She stammered "okay".Her doctor proceeded to have her sit up...take down the robe and "examine" her breasts, which he usually did first and then had h...r lie down and felt them. The other doctor watched and made eye contact with her and had a slight smile on his lips. She felt herself flush and her nipples pucker. Her doctor finished and then asked her to sit back up with the robe still at her waist and asked the new doctor to repeat what her had done. So the other younger guy then felt her. "I heard laughter coming through the phone. "Oh, she'd love that, she always does! I love to play with her nipples when you do that, it gets her so hot so fast! But, for now, we need to talk with both of you about something more serious. Maybe afterwards..." Mmmm, can't wait!" I declared. "Come on by in about an hour. By then I should be able to find Tyrone and get awake."We shared more small talk for a couple of minutes and then broke off. As I was replacing the phone on the cradle, Tyrone. She felt his hardness through his rough khakis as his hand left her hip joining the other sliding into her stretched panties, quickly finding the nub of her clit. Now, being manipulated by both hands Nicole further weakened, almost completely supported by the hand grasping Brian's neck Nicole reached back with her other hand grabbing his muscular ass and pulling him closer as she ground her ass into his hardness.Nicole's moans were gaining strength. That along with her nearly naked ass pushing. The Cook was a Pakistan lady, she was dressed in a sari which somehow didn't look out of place, it seemed part of her. Her build was just a little on the slim side, but her face was shallow as though she had been underfed for quite a while. She had her hair in a large bun on the back of her head. She had small hands I noticed. Her face would be very pretty if it was fuller; her complexion was dark. She didn't want to use her Pakistani name but wanted to be referred as Marge.Mary went through.