She checked my heartbeat with a stethoscope on my chest and back. Next, she took my pressure. Then she had me open my mouth, show my tongue, checked m... eyes and did all the medical stuff. Just when I thought she was done, she started pressing various places in my chest and abdomen asking "does it hurt here" or something like that. She went down even further, below my navel and while pressing in one place, as I was watching her face, she suddenly showed a shocked look. She asked "does it hurt. "**********A week later, at an emergency medical meeting, a call for volunteerswas raised. All the fighting in San Diablo had taxed the country'salready meager medical resources past its limit. As a result, deathand disease ran rampant through the small country.Don Blake was among the first to volunteer his services.Within days, a ship of mercy, its passengers doctors and nurses,flying the flag of the Red Cross had set sail for San Diablo."I shouldn't have let you come with me, Jane." The. Stopping Paul, she said, “I want you to plow me, hard and deep. Make me cum with that beautiful tool of yours!” Paul was ready. Rising up, he prepared to mount her, running his tool along her wet slit. She reached down, felt his incredible hardness, and tried to redirect him inside. He resisted a bit, preferring instead to just rub it up over her, to tease her first. She pressed it against her clit, enjoying the feel of him sliding slowly up and down along her vulva. Without warning, he pulled. I ran my fingers through her hair and she kept her eyes shut. Letting me to do the magic which I have no clue what? I then slowly rounded over her lips, but not touching it.She started to breathe deeply. It spooked me, as I have never seen a girl like this. Slowly her T-shirt got loose and I realized that she was wearing the red bra I bought her for her birthday. I felt special. I felt loved. Those days I always asked her for a pic in that bra, but she never gave it telling that I was not her.