She took out the appropriate pill and washed it down. I started the car and pulled out into the traffic and started to head back to my place.“How’... it go?” I asked as I looked over at her as she lay contentedly back in the passenger seat.“Wow! I’ve never had a doctor’s appointment like that before!”“What happened?”“Let me tell you,” Emma said as she launched into her story...The nurse took me into one of the examination rooms and took down my basic information; name, address, age, height,. Lying, naked, on the bed, legs wide open, I cup and roll my ball sack, gently squeezing and caressing the inner spheres as if to warm up the contents ready for their explosion, high into the outside world, later on. For about two or three or four minutes I roll them in my palms and fingers, feeling the ball contents, playing with the soft, wrinkled, supple skin. Squeezing, kneading, massaging my orbs, my eggs, some more, both together and separately. I relax, body ready for the next step. It’s. Then I’m glad it’s me who came along.” Parul reached her hands up and back to comb her fingers through my hair as she leaned back against me.As one of my hands continued to fondle her breast, my other hand glided down over her belly toward the mound of her sex. I felt her shiver as my fingers cupped her sex through the light material of her dress and panties, my fingers pressing through the thin fabrics and finding her slit.With both hands I reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it up. Much of her ass was clearly showing. The top of the red dress, if you could call it that, consisted of two straps of material which rose from the waist to cover Anna’s huge nipples – and not much else – and tied at the back of her neck. But, I really wanted to see what Rosie was wearing. When she removed her coat, I certainly was not disappointed. On top, Rosie wore a black velvet bustier. The tight garment squeezed my wife’s large breasts upwards, creating spectacular cleavage. Beneath the.