I picture him as one of thoseshirtless construction workers spending all day running ajackhammer.My head tells me to leave. This doesn’t seem ri...ht. Ishould not be in the room with a patient when heundresses, especially a male patient and especiallyconsidering I’m not even a nurse! But another part of merefuses to go. I know what part speaks loudest. I startto feel it in my cunt – my tight cunt, if I am to believeJonathan.He removes his shoes and socks next, and then he. She lay down on the couch, parting her legs with one leg touching the floor and the other raised up on the couch, stretching her fanny. I knew where she wanted attention and I knelt down and kissed up her leg, get my first proper sight of her smooth fanny as I came back down the other leg. I ran my finger over her big fanny, feeling her bulging lips. Betty touched my fingers with hers, putting two fingers over her lips and spread them wide.“Lick me”Her lips were pink and soft and I finally. Didn't work. She had walked over to get a drink and disappeared into a sea of people. About five minutes went by before she showed up again. The place was pretty crowded, and it was getting harder to find a spot. I guess the large crowd was working to my advantage. I was standing there, sipping some water, when her and two friends stepped right up next to me. The two friends were alright. Nothing special. The three of them were laughing amongst themselves and watching a guy do a halfway. " Why not? I won't mind."The temptation was too much for me, and I put my first finger on her nipple, which I had watched grow hard, as she watched me look at her breasts. I felt hot between my legs. I did open my hand and feel the softness of her breast. I really liked touching them."Becky, if you take off your top, I would like to touch yours."I hesitated, and she said, "That's OK if you don't want to."But I really did want her to touch them. Nobody had touched them except me, and I welcomed.