" Oh boy, {sniff}. I feel like crying."I pulled her into a hug and said, "There, there," whereupon Nevaeh burst into tears.#7: Nevaeh didn't cry for l...ng. I'd like to take credit for that, but I suspected there might've been other reasons.I held Nevaeh while she double-checked her understanding of the situation, triple-checked that she'd NEVER see me again, then decided that some sex would be an excellent use of our time. I would've thought it'd be the last thing she'd want to do. (That's a bad. The old guys would frequently whistle at me, or make remarks about what they would do to me if they were twenty years younger. Occasionally a wrinkly old hand would find its way onto my boobs or up my skirt. It didn't bother me. It was nice to be appreciated.On the day in question I was giving Horace a bed bath. During my exertions the top two buttons of my uniform popped open, exposing my lacy white bra and bulging cleavage. I pretended not to notice - I must admit I get a bit of a thrill from. After a couple of minutes I felt how he was a deep as any cock could into my pussy. Nobody in the place is paying attention to the couple sitting in the booth with the woman in his lap, "dancing" away to the music.He holds my hips and almost using my body as a fuck doll, he pumps his huge cock deep time after time. I can't hold back and start cuming again. Never before had I ever fuck in full view of other people, neither had I ever reach an orgasm without any stimuly to my clit. Now I kept. Christine sauntered to the exam table while my wife - now nude as well - stepped in to stand beside me. The doctor hopped up onto the table, reclined on the crinkling paper, and spread her legs wide.My mouth was watering, and I was ready to dive in, but the doctor crooked a finger and beckoned me to her. Jackie giving me a push in the direction set my feet in motion. Christine lifted an arm and pulled me down into a kiss. Her lips were just as sweet as the ones I’d originally planned to.