She took extra time to focus her gaze on it. It was past 10:00 now. Her assistant came and sought her permission to leave. She threw a glance at my bu...ge and gave permission.We both were alone now in her clinic. Now her attitude changed suddenly. She was now carrying out the process standing much closer to me. Such that she was pressing her body with mine. Suddenly she leaned over me to pick up an instrument from the other side of me.Till now, she was going around to pick up an instrument from. Her hand knows just how to get me that way. She's done it so many times in the past, but tonight there is not going to be time."Later," I say.She smiles at me and continues her stoking until my wife returns."Beth, dear, I've changed my mind. Could I have some of that Greek Salad dressing you mentioned earlier?" Beth sighs and turns back to the kitchen.Ruth goes back to work on my cock. She wants me to pop a load under the table. She gets a kick out of making me shoot my cum on the underside of. It was starting to get busy so he thought now would be a good time to really kick off the week. "Here," he said, handing her a small bag."What's this?" she asked. "Open it," he said. She opened the little bag and found what looked to be a large rubber clamp of some sort. She looked at it puzzled"What?" she asked. "Where do you think that might fit?" he asked. Her eyes lit up with understanding. "Ohhhhhhh! I like it!" she said excitedly. "Put it on," he told her. "Now?" She asked. "Yep," he. It is not even 2:00 yet, and I am getting ready to turn my trick for the day. The trucker sits down on the toilet, and I crawl over and start licking his hard cock. As I suck on that strange cock, I feel lube on the crack off my ass. I feel it run down, and feel fingers rub it around my ass, getting it ready for what will come soon. I deep throat the cock in my mouth and hear the trucker moan, and tell my pimp what a good whore I am. After a few minutes of cock sucking, the trucker tells me to.