No wonder you’re not sleeping. And just for the record, you made it my business when you let me suture your arm. Cute nightshirt, by the way.’ ‘... let you?’ I repeated weakly, feeling the colour race to my face as I glanced down at the tea-drenched image of a teddy bear on the front of my oversized T-shirt, wondering even as I did so whether he was wearing anything under his gown…. ‘As I recall, I didn’t have much choice. What are you saying–I’m your patient now? And when, exactly, did I say you. I used long, slow thrusts and kept holding her and after a few minutes she shuddered and her pussy clenched. She moaned and her hands went to my ass as I continued to fuck her and used deep thrusts.Several minutes and she thrashed and bucked and clung to me, “mmmm!”She calmed and a few minutes later I shoved into her and held her tight, “Cassie?”She felt my cock throbbing and grinned as she pulled to keep me in her. My cock erupted and I pumped seed into her. She shook and wiggled while her. She starts to stand up while saying “that was fun!” but I just push her back against the wall as another man steps into the booth. In seconds he has shoved his cock into her pussy and is pounding away as hard as he can. I feel something brush against my ass and look over my shoulder to see a gigantic black cock hanging through the hole. I look at my wife and say, “I wish you could reach both at the same time!” She looks at me and says, “No baby, but you can reach it”. I’m somewhat shocked. Women exist to please my brother.That was right, wasn’t it? My brow furrowed as I wondered if everyone thought that way ... if I had always thought that way ... but then I realized looking worried wasn’t attractive, and dismissed the worrying thoughts.My job was to look attractive, and thinking just got in the way of that.He’d found the idea hot - I think he particularly liked the way I came, just from describing it to him - but ultimately he’d decided against it. I don’t know why, but I trust.