What more awful surprises was he going to have?Visit to the doctorsThey drew up to the doctor's surgery. It was in a pleasant suburb of the seaside to...wn that he was staying at. Rather nervously he walked up to the reception desk with his parents. His mother led him off to sit down in the waiting room while his father explained to the lady behind the reception what had happened.Timmy nervously looked around. He hated waiting rooms at the best of times. There was no one else in the surgery. He. I strutted over to his low coffee table, feeling his eyes on my exposed ass, and bent over the table to set down my cookies. He was hungry, but not for those kinds of sweets. His hands grabbed my hips from behind and pulled my nude behind into his face. His tongue darted between my legs and caressed my pussy lips from behind.When he pulled up the thin costume fabric and saw that I had applied another temporary tattoo tramp-stamp, he practically lost control and bent me over the table and took. The softness of her tone, the love in her eyes, the compassion in her breath. Firmly he slid his left arm around her waist pulling her close, until her flesh pressed tightly to his. His right arm softly caressed her cheek. His hand moved across her jaw line, around her ear, until his fingers flowed through her hair. Her heart raced as her love slowly caressed her. Their eyes never losing contact. The love beaming from one set of eyes to the other. Gently her own hands began to slide along his. .. but strangely I didn't mind. 'How in the world could I feel sexy right now, like this?' I wondered. Then I looked down and saw my protruding breasts and my flashy nails and I actually did feel a bit sexy!At about four we arrived at my house. I folded up the wet, dirty blanket while Mark grabbed my pack and shoes and carried them to the porch. I was relieved to see that his car was still clean inside."I'm sorry for getting so filthy, Mark," I told him sincerely. "Am I ever looking forward to.