Butit was not firm or strong or authoritative. It was trembling along with herthroat, along with the rest of her body. He did not answer her question....Instead, he pressed his lips against hers. The rage. This is what could have helped. She tried to back away, but there was really no room for that where she wasstanding. She pulled back violently. Fear and not rage. Fear. Not rage. She pulled her had back violently. Slap. His cheek went red. She has never hit her son with this much force. She. Her gasp was very audible and they both had a giggle. Henrietta smiled back at Nurse Betty to show her complete trust. The thermometer slid in so easily that Henrietta was surprised to see it sticking out in the mirror. She caught Nurse Betty admiring her nude butt. It made her a bit nervous but the very thought made her so hot."One last thing. I have to get a little urine sample."Nurse Betty held a small bottle with a wide open top. She got down on her knees and opened the hospital gown to get. That honest answer earned her a few extra hard thrusts from me. “And how often do you have sex with your husband?”“I let my husband fuck me two to three times a week.” was her reply.“I see. So what is the wildest thing you have ever done sexually?” I asked as I increased the force of my thrusts.“The wildest thing I ever did was to fuck two guys in the elevator of my college dorm.” When she said this, her pussy tightened up around my cock.I was starting to get close to an orgasm now and began. Then she straightened up and looked him in the eyes. ‘Your turn,’ she said. She took her left breast in her hand and held it up to him. Eric, to his credit, did not hesitate a second. He was down on that breast in a trice. Karen began humming a little tune, that shifted into a tiny moan, which grew into a stronger groan. ‘Oh, Eric,’ she cried. ‘You’re making me cum!’ With that, she tugged his right hand away from her breast and forced it between her legs. ‘Rub me there,’ she ordered, her.