Then I washed my hands in the sink and grabbed two plates from a cabinet. I caught Taylor getting off the stool to fix her own plate but stopped her, ...��nu uh, be my guest.’ Taylor hopped back unto the barstool and started singing her favorite song from Beauty and the Beast. I fixed her plate as she pointed to what she wanted while she sang. She stopped when I slid her full plate in front of her and asked what she wanted to drink. ‘Beer?’ she answered, unsure if I had any. I pulled a bottle out. This is a real story penned from my experience. Pls. read.I heard stories about this new "Lady's Doctor" in our locality from many of my friends and decided to experince his treatment myself. Oh! by the way the doctor is a 'HE', 'Lady's Doctor' is his nick-name(some satisfied ladies must have named him like this).I took a good bath in hot water, washed my body with care especially my ass and genitals. Wearing an attractive outfit, I started to his clinic at about 10am.in the morning (15mn.. Franny has a problem: She does not want to be alone; male companionship is such a need that she won’t go more than a few days without it. When she was at home, Bob was there to supply companionship. The problem showed up when she had to go TDY (temporary duty assignment) some place out of town. On those occasions, she became vulnerable to the charms of other men, and would end up in bed with them. It had happened early in their marriage whenever she was apart from Bob. She had gotten out of the. The black lifeguards were also getting a lot of attention from the ladies too, each one already fucking several and the season had just started.What really sent shivers of jealousy up Fred's spine was that the black man had a big cock. He glanced down at the black man's crotch, even now there was this huge, obscene bulge taunting him with its superiority and Fred had always been proud of his six inch dick. It had never failed him and was thicker then most men. It wasn't just Booker either,.