I turned....and he spoke again... "...I am trained Doctor... I can check the lady's leg...please come inside..."I estimated him to be slightly old...r than my 57 years (at that time!), maybe early 60s, quite tall, maybe 6' 2", grey hair, long grey beard, ....and pleasant smile.He waved his hand in a welcoming gesture, offering us access to a small, dark, doorway. We entered. (Which was strange really, as on our ventures abroad I am usually very careful to avoid situations which are out of. Your breasts, pressing into my stomach.My knees went weak, as I felt your lips consume my nipple, and your roughtongue, start to lick it up and down. A moan of pleasure escaped my lips,as you moved to my other nipple and started to suck on it. My hands grabbedyour ass and I pulled you close to me, as the water continued to fall,and the steam continued to build. My right hand slides around your ass,and up your back and I press your head hard against me. I try and movemy hands up to your. He thought it might be a good idea for you to have a driver." When I looked at the other guy he just laughed. "We'll take turns."I had a pretty interesting conversation with them as they drove me. They normally did security for movie stars and other high fliers, were combat trained, and carried weapons. They knew where we were going, and I was surprised when we pulled into the lot of an abandoned looking warehouse in a pretty rough neighborhood. There were a couple of dozen cars in the lot.. The taste of her lips made him almost instantly hard as her pelvis pressed against his through their clothing, feeling her fingers through his black hair as his lips parted once hers did, their tongues meeting with the sensation of an electric shock pulsing through them with a moan. ‘Poison,’ he whispered against her lips, it was her nickname and oh how fitting it was when you knew the real and true woman such as he did, she was indeed a toxin that should be avoided at all costs unless you were.