She held her breath as her first client entered. The man was a huge black American in military greens. A US soldier, possibly on a weekend pass. His s...ort cropped hair giving his head a box like shape; large square jaw, deep brow. His chest must have been 50 inches across pushing through his green t shirt. His waist rested on powerful thighs. He entered laughing with someone in the corridor then froze at the sight of the reclining girl; her nightie riding up her thigh."Jez!" He said closing the. He squirted a good handful on his gloved hand.?You came here for a genital exam but you will be going home with a muscle stretch!?I took a deep breath.?You know best, Doctor.? I said and smiled.He parted my buttocks and narrowed his hand. He pushed it in brutally. I screamed loudly as my rectum seemed to burst, his hand slithered in bullying the muscle wide and he gave his hand a firm twist I felt as if I had the whole world in there, but my clit was staining to burst again and as it throbbed I. Daisy's face wasn't visible just a small long nailed hand clawing into an oily black shell as she gargled." Mmmmmggg!!" Her throat ached and Daisy realised somehow she wasn't choking; the cock pipe so wide she felt it was feeding her air as well as dripping a stream of slime. She couldn't move her neck, so deep was the rod; and only her hand banging on the alien shell could demonstrate her refusal and discomfort. Her nipples were numb and now her pussy felt like tearing as the steel like thrust. I'm really sorry to be so negative about Jenni's mum. Of course, I write with the benefit of hindsight and you will see why. Even so, I don't think I am being too unfair to her...We delivered Jenni and Martin back to Reminder mid afternoon and stayed on board until the first punters (sorry, passengers) arrived, when we left them to it.It's almost axiomatic that British public holidays have foul weather, but every so often we have a warm, dry Bank Holiday weekend. Not often, mind you, but on.