Am I a good little cum slut, sir? Am I?" I twist her nipple with my free hand and she gasps. "No questions." I twist it further and then let go, sp...tting on her sore breasts. "For that you have to take something much bigger." I remove my finger from her ass and place the head of my cock at her hole. "If you stop fucking yourself, I'm going to put this in your mouth after." I smile, shoving my cock in her ass. She stifles a scream as I push it into the hilt. "It hurts, sir." She winces. Sets the clip board aside and moves on to the Routine checks: of BP, heart rate, a cold stethoscope on the back to listen to Mike’s chest. Lastly one more digital exam to check on the condition of Mike’s prostate prior to the operation for the report to the Insurance company. Mike prepares to bend over the exam table. No, this time the Doc. want Mike to lay down face up with his legs off the table. The Doc. pulls up the stirrups normally used for female pelvic exams and tells Mike to put his. She looked thoughtfully at Claire's face, which was nowframed by a short bob instead of the long curls she had worn for most oftheir decade together. "I never imagined you going for short hair," shesaid with a wry smile.Claire sighed. "I miss my long hair sometimes, too," she said. But tenyears of those foul-smelling home perms...ten years of sleeping withcurlers every night...I finally got tired of it." But you're never going to give up your girdles, I bet."Claire smiled. "No, I'm a girdle gal. She then guided a couple of inches between her wet lips, and wondered how she could ever get more than half his length down her throat. She sensed Al was getting close and wondered what he expected. She was concerned that if she only jerked him off, he may be disappointed. But Callie was unsure if she was ready to try swallowing, not knowing how it tasted or how much shot out at the moment of his white-hot eruption. Thankfully he made the choice for her. Al pulled her head away and pumped it.