Mai apni gardan niche karke chupchhap se khana kha raha tha.thodi der baad mummi boli niche kyamuh kar rahe ho.tume apne lund ki pyas buzate hue shara... tonahi aai jab wo jab kamina teri behna ko chod raha tha.ab muze uske paas lekar chalo mai bhi dekhti hu use li samina ne usme aisa kya dekha jisase wo apni chudai kar baithi.Mai thik hai kehkar maa ko darzi ke paas lekar gaya.woh apne stul pe hanehsa ki traha bitha tha aur aaj uske saath aur koi nahi tha woh dukan mai bilkul akela tha.mummi ne. Violette had chosen a corner bedroom, and written her name in artistic letters on the chalkboard on the door before entering.‘Wow, ‘ she breathed, ‘everything about this place is so gorgeous.’Violette was right. The bedroom was not huge per se, but rather averagely sized. There was wood panelling--pine, probably--all along the wall. Right by the window, so one could roll over in the morning and simply look outside, was a genuine, curtained four-poster, with the most exquisite fall-themed quilt. I normally dont take a female staff nurse into the exam room with me for these visit unless there is to be a breast or pelvic exam since most of my exam is of the head, neck and chest areas and I can do that with their garments intact Hello, Mrs. Quinn, how are you today? I began as I entered the room and sat at the desk. Mary Quinn was a strikingly beautiful Eurasian woman, 31 years old, beautiful smile, long straight dark hair, married with 2 children and had no real medical problems that wed. It didnt match well but i didnt care. the more i dressed the more i wanted to be used. since it wasnt dark yet i had to put on a jacket and jogging pants to go to his house. i hoped he wasnt mad or didnt want me back as i just ran off without saying anything. i knocked on the door and i heard him say its open. i walked him and he was in the kitchen. i said hi mr deville its me. give me one second he yelled. i sat down on his sofa actually scared cause i expected him to be at the door. i said oh.