She had a little microphone and said she was going to record all these statistics so the receptionist can add them to your chart. ‘Step up on the s...ale please.’ I followed her instruction to stand vertically as she slid the scale controls back and forth until she arrived at 171 pounds. She had me face her holding my head straight as I looked at a mark on the far wall. A laser beam measured my height as 6’1.25′ and she recorded that too as she spoke the number into the small microphone. ‘Now,. Once again I watched my wife’s pussy lips eagerly accept him inside of her. They closed tightly on him again as he slid it even deeper this time. I heard a moan. I don’t know from whom. The man who was fondling her tit had now stopped and was watching his friend’s cock disappear into my wife’s glistening wet pussy. It was at that moment that everything seemed to be going in slow motion. I couldn’t believe my eyes as to what was taking place right in front of me. Still all I could do was watch. “You promise?”"Yes, boy."He chewed on his bottom lip. Keith looked so hopeful. “Alright, I’ll be good. I’ll go get the cleaning supplies.”Keith cupped his balls and gave him a kiss. “Good boy. Oh and Abdel?”"Yes?" I love you too." It’s not working," Ray admitted. "Your cock feels fantastic, but it’s just not working. I’m getting soft. You’re not cumming." Hmm," I replied, furrowing my brow. "You’re right, it’s not working. It’s boring. Wanna try a little roleplay?" Roleplay?" he repeated."Yes.. "No, sweet Knight. It's something else that needs to stand to attention. And I think I should call you Sir Lancelot in future. Well I can hope!"My phone rang. I was inclined to ignore it but on occasions it had been because something interesting had happened at the laboratory. Still laughing I picked it up."Hello." Si?" It was Becky."Hi Becky. How are you?" I'm worried. I have been ringing Ant time and again yesterday and early this morning and she isn't answering. I know you and she are.