” “Well, aren’t we all?” I said, trying to lighten the mood as I raised my glass in salute. “Yeah,” she agreed. “Although when you scr...w a bunch of girls, you’re called a stud or a lady’s man. When a woman does it, she’s called a slut or a whore. Not fair really.” “Well, there is a good reason for that so-called double standard,” I replied with a smile, as Serena crossed her arms and stared with interest at what I had to say. “And just what reason is that?” she asked, her voice dripping. She was here for a physical, and always felt a sense of nervous anticipation about the check up. Her doctor, Richard Stapp, had been her physician for several years now, and was also their family doctor. He was very good, and always gave her a thorough and lengthy examination. They had been going to him ever since Lisa's husband had become acquainted with him at the golf club. Dr. Stapp was a very handsome man in his late fifties, and was a well-respected member of the community.Glancing around. ” Didi sone ka acting karri thi. Mein uska haath pakadke kheechta hu lekin woh nahi hatt rahi thi. Maine dekha ki woh bed ke ek koni ko pakadke soyi hai. Mein bed pe chada aur uske keechne laga aur woh jaag gayi aur mujhse ladne lagi aur ladte ladte uska pair mere lund pe ragad gaya. Ek do baar ragadne ke baad usne poocha.“Yeh Kya hai?” Kyu ki maine underwear nahi pehni aur mera lund 8 inch ka tha aur shorts mein acha dikh raha tha.“Kuch nahi. Mujhe sona hai.”“Tum isiliye uthe they? Toh isko. In fact she had changed into, a tight black mini-skirt, And a deep neck crop top, where her large breasts were on show. She seemed to be in some degree of pain, clenching her right hand to her lower back, as she turned around and walked towards to sari shop back entrance, she removed her hand, and I noticed a tattoo, specially a dog-paw. I was in shock, and scared. Her hair was also all messed up, and her knees were dirty, I thought at the time that she might've tripped up somewhere. I didn't.