I saw him inserting his two fingers even deeper inside of her now wet cunt.But he seemed to be a good professional right now. He asked Helena if it hu...t, every time he moved his fingers inside, rubbing a different area. I noticed he was using his middle finger to get a maximum penetration and insert it as far as her uterus.Once he had been inside Helena’s cunt for maybe a long minute, slowly and carefully touching each area of her sweet love hole; Helena moaned, telling the doctor she was. At the end of it which was an hour later, we were sweating, red in the face, the adrenalin rush too much to calm down after. And somehow, I got around to saying bye to him for the night.A week later, Bobby arranged another dinner with his colleagues near my house. I leapt with joy thinking oh we are going to have a repeat of the last time. Except, this time he got done with his dinner only around 12.30 am. Hence, it was much darker and not a soul to be heard or seen. There were tubelights all. The lips flowed up his crack, along his depleted penis to flutter over his navel before continuing the journey up to pink nipples, sucking them into erect awareness. Gerald groaned, becoming aware that something was pushing at a tender spot, probing firmly. He opened his eyes and faintly discerned a pair of eyes staring down at him."..." he said, his lips parted by a tongue that reeked of his spunk and; 'Oh shit,' he thought, 'he's not going to...?' A burst of pain suggested he most certainly. The boys didn’t have to pass Irene up on the road, as she voluntarily left the street to meet her cavaliers. The boys had (partly) learned to hold back their cum for some longer time and so give Irene more pleasure. And she had a bit in love with them. It wasn’t really what one would call romantic, as the boys left her laying in the grass and headed up for school, but Irene wasn’t used to or waiting for a polite ‘may I carry your school bag’ either.She hadn’t told her boyfriend or his b*o about.