I'm used to this and don't need as much stretching as Sandi will. Just push that finger in to the first knuckle and stop there.”“Got it,” I sai...d, feeling her ass holding me like a tight rubber band.“What you feel around your finger is my sphincter,” she said, “ the ring of muscle that holds your ass closed. You need to stretch that to loosen my hole for your dick. Move your finger in a circle, going in and out a half inch or so.”I followed her directions, moving my finger in and out of her. It made metallic tinkling sounds in the pan, at first, then splashing noises like a filling lavatory. She gave up and let it flow in earnest.Dr. Stillwell had his face down there, trying to see all the action he could, and there was a pleased expression on his face. When she had finished, making the tiny, squeezed-off squirts and the dribbling droplets that finalized the function for her, he slid the pan from under her and set it on the stand she could now just glimpse from the corner of her. . I might help him pick out one and we'd take her to a motel. I'd let Carl take her pussy first and that wouldn't last long given how he'd been frustrated today and I'd let her suck my cock while he did her. We'd toss a coin as to who'd get her ass. It's not like we hadn't done it before.But as I thought about that ... in she walked through the front door teasing every man in sight with her outfit which molded to her curves ... ripe for a man's touch. I know what her mouth felt like on my cock. ” “Just keep him out of mischief, Gracie.” “I can but try, Mr. Copeland.” We smiled at each other. Grace took the hint and turned to leave. As she reached the door I spoke without looking up. “Gracie, if you want anything – anything at all – just ask.” The door opened and closed silently. The rest of the morning passed without interruption. Whether Grace was screening my calls or it was just quiet, I didn't know – I was thankful for the peace. It was whilst I was reading Grace's summary of a.