.Tom: She's touching me, but it's not erotic.Dr: Second up...Tom: Oh, that's erotic. She's got a very light touch. I sense sometenderness there.Dr: Th...rdTom: NoDr: FourthTom: Yes! YES! If she had lube on her fingers, I would expect a fun timecoming!Dr: FifthTom: No, not at allDr: SixthTom: Yes.Dr: You've eliminated three. Let's move to the second round. Each onewill now finger fuck you. Number 2...Tom: Oh, nice.Dr: Number FourTom: Ow. That hurtsDr: Number SixTom: Ahhhh....oh, oh, ah!Dr: Looks. A low knock on the door caught my attention and I hesitated to answer at first because of a premonition about what or who was on the other side. I opened it to Sam with an unmistakable look of lust on her flushed cheeks anticipating some early morning up close and personal interaction with my trusty cock.Only a second later, we were both in the horizontal on my unmade bed twisting the sheets in a mess of wrinkles and jumbled linen as we dry humped each other fully clothed with me on top and her. Ceres started to work on Jenny's ass. This was an erogenous zone for Jenny, and she began to respond. She had never been sexually excited from a woman before, and it worried her. On the other hand, it was hard to think about anything but how good the massage felt. She could feel how wet she was which embarrassed her. Surely, Dr. Ceres could smell her. The massage moved down to her legs which allowed her to cool down a little. She was amazed that when Dr. Ceres started to work on her feet, her. ’ ‘What? Anne, that’s not fair. You should have told him I was staying. What if I’m here alone and your husband turns up without warning? He might think I’m an intruder or something, for goodness sake.’ Anne crossed her arms and momentarily looked stern. ‘Adam, I’m mistress of this house and I get to decide what is and isn’t fair. If I decide my husband’s due for a surprise that’s a matter for me. Understood?’ ‘Yes, Your Majesty.’ ‘No need for sarcasm, young man! If you ever do that again I’ll.