Just do it!” He ordered. I got up from my knees. Slightly confused, I started to pull clothes from my wardrobe. Where were we going?He moved over to...the bed, his trousers still round his ankles. He lay down, whilst watching me, he stroked his hard cock. I took off the ripped vest top and threw it on the bed. “Stop,” he said. “Play with your tits for me.”I walked over to the bed and straddled his legs. I played with my breasts for him, squeezing them, pinching my nipples. He wanked his cock. You need a qualification to help the travellers emerge now. Are you volunteer members?’ asked Louise. ‘Your uniform looks a bit like a salaried nurse’s.’ ‘Of course,’ said the girl, who must have been just a few years younger than Louise. ‘We’re professionals, and as such we have uniforms. We are not volunteers. Naturally we are paid for the work we do. And I am pleased to remind you that your care has been paid for, so you will be well looked after.’ ‘Paid for it?’ exclaimed Louise. ‘I don’t. She “petted” the shaft from tip to base slowly and my cock began to throb under her touch. “My husband is bigger than this, and he likes it when I do this for him for a long time, but it always ends in the same result,” she said, almost in a whisper. My arms had hung obediently by my side but my hands were now fisted as my arousal became nearly unbearable. When she saw precum beading and dripping from the tip, she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and slowly stroked it, emphasizing on. “He’s a great fuck, but I certainly do NOT love him. We met when he stopped me for speeding, and while trying to get out of a ticket, I flirted with him and well, one thing led to another. He’s just an amazing fuck, as you saw tonight. I love YOU, Honey, and ONLY YOU! He’s just a really good at what he does… you know... in bed!”In a gesture of intimacy, and something that my wife had not done in a very long time, her finger tips continued to tenderly trace circles on each of my butt-cheeks. I.