I felt her public bone pressed against the bridge of my nose until I thought it would break, and I gasped for breath, although it seemed that the oxyg...n had been sucked out. She continued to grind my face with her pussy until spent, she rolled off. She was hot and sweaty, spread eagled on the bed. I was gasping for breath, exhausted but proud that after all that had happened this evening, I had still brought such satisfaction to my wife and was redeemed as a good lover after all. I slipped off. She and the landlady went to the room. I saw her with stethoscope. Checked her BP, her tongue, flashed light into her eyes. Felt back of her neck. She was wearing a beautiful salwar kameez. She was very fair, slim, very well shaped and sexy. I diagnosed her and asked her name and age. Write prescription and asked her to take medicine for 5 days and come for review. So she came to me again, this time with her friend. I prescribed her five B complex shots for quick recovery. Next day was Sunday,. Her arms and her legs were toned and muscular. Had it not been for the breasts and the absence of a cock and balls between her legs she could easily have passed for a young man. She smiled at herself and grabbed her cunt, gave it a squeeze and let out yet another moan.The house was quiet and everyone else was asleep, her mum and dad, her older sister, even the dog, and the two cats were still down for the night. It was, for this reason, she was up as early as she was. The previous afternoon she. Like a ton of bricks. He saw a bright flash. Wendi had snapped a photo of him! Kyle jumped up from the bad and stood up, the girls glared at him, he stammered and said nothing that could be comprehended. "What the fuck are you doing?" Amanda screamed. "I’m sorry, Amanda, I don’t know, I’m sorry. Please, Don’t tell mom and dad, OK?" was all he could manage. The girls stood there in disbelief. "Why shouldn’t we tell them?" Wendi said. Kyle gathered his strength, "Amanda, I have always idolized.