The door to the surgery opened, a woman’s voice greeted me, “You must be Wendy, I’m Doctor Slinzky, but you can call me Karoline”. I heard the...door to the surgery lock.As I turned my eyes nearly popped from my head, standing before me was the woman from the train, her crisp business suit covered by a white doctor’s coat. A stethoscope hung over her neck, and a clip board in her hand. Her hand came out and she shook mine. She then raised my feet onto the couch, and asked me to remove the. At night, when a storm would come so would my mom. She would come into my room and lay face down on the bed waiting for me. And in the morning the bed next to me would be empty and the day would go on as if the night before had never happened. But, unfortunately, all good things have too come to an end, including storm season. As the storms came less and less often the same thing happened with our sex.One night after a six or seven week period with no storms, and no sex, I was feeling so horny. I glanced those one day when I stood up from my desk just as she was bending over at her desk to file something away. She had a light, flowery blouse on that fell away from her bosom just enough to reveal the edge of the areola. Her best feature however, is her ass. Normally I would say ‘butt.’ The word ‘butt’ just doesn’t have enough emphasis with it to do her justice. Her ass isn’t huge, but it is extremely well formed and full. I had never been an ass man until I saw hers. You see it and. He had again taken the knife and had gotten between her wide open thighs as she was held tight, and had tried to grab hold of her swollen more than ever stimulated clitoris! At the same time the one under her pulled back and out as she was jerked up off of him and the cushion,..worried not wanting to get his dick or black balls mistakenly cut as he scrambled back out of the way! OMG! For Deanna with her eyes almost blinded with cum was barely able to see the gleaming razor sharp knife flash,….