I would say that the doctor seemed pleased when he came out of the operating theatre but you will need to talk to him. I'll see if I can locate him fo... you."The sister found him and arranged for us to have a chat with him."Miss Watson, your father's operation went as I expected it to go, the leg was badly damaged so I had to insert several steel pins in the bones, that part will heal successfully. The knee is a different kettle of fish, for now I have pinned it in the straight position, after. I needed no urging to fondle her magnificent breast, but before I could get her blouse undone, she withdrew her mouth from mine. In an unsteady and breathless voice Donna told me that we didn't have time to waste in foreplay as it was already turned one 'o clock.Taking the hint, I led her upstairs and watched as she stripped her blouse and bra' from her wonderful rounded and full breasts. I only had pyjamas on so I didn't miss a movement of those swinging globes of delight.Her skirt and. Then I inevitably end up saying something random and get called a wanker. Usually a four-eyed one at that. I'm not one of the 'lads', no matter how hard I try. I have a go at talking the talk, acting like I'm one of them. It doesn't fool anyone, least of all me. Oh yeah, I wear glasses. Have done for ages. I've got ludicrously long arms and legs. Well I reckon so! I used to be fantastic at swimming the back stroke. Long arms, big hands. I'm not over keen on what growing up is doling out to me.. Slowly she slipped out her tongue and licked at herfinger. After a moment of consideration she took the whole fingerinto her mouth. She had to agree. It was a delicious taste. Havingtasted her own pussy juice she looked now for Andreas hand andfound it again stroking the maidens pussy. Without asking forpermission or agreement she reached out to her maidens pussyand stroked it to coat her fingers with the wetness. With surpriseshe heard the maiden gasp , then moan while she stroked herpussy..