?Bad pain.? Words escaped her when her clit was getting all the attention.No one had smoked in a government vehicle for a century, but they still came... with cigarette lighters as standard. Nothing singed the tip of a clit better. He was going to have to mark her with it, in case she was found out in the open. Someone had to know that medical science had tried everything before they abandoned her to a dog bride. She pushed it in with her toe. She would be wedded that night. ?Are you sure?? Dr.. Dr Patel called by to fix the date for Michael's operation, and to take him through the post-operative physiotherapy programme which would be necessary."Tell me, nurse," asked Michael in a loud clear voice, as breakfast was being cleared away on the Saturday, "what day of the week do night shifts start here at Mellor General?" He stared at the area of her crotch."Sunday through to Saturday. Why do you ask, Mr Reynolds?" No reason. Just curious." * Sunday stretched ahead endlessly. Michael's. I had caught Nikki staring at me during a summer pool party, and I teasingly told her that if Greg ever decided to dump her, I’d be her next in line. Nikki simply smiled and said, “Only in your dreams.”Then a few weeks back, something totally unexpected occurred which turned my world completely upside down. I was visiting Greg and Nikki, and while we were all sitting around drinking shots, Nikki decided to join in the conversation between Greg and myself.Nikki planted herself right on to Greg’s. I could see her rub the rag of soap along her body stopping at her breasts to massage them. She slowly circled her breasts with the rag. Then her hand slid down to her legs. She put the rag down and began to rub in between her legs. I was stroking my hard cock slowly in unison with her hands sliding in between her legs. Her hand started moving faster. She arched her back and heaved her breasts. It looked like she was going to have an orgasm. My hand moved up and down on my hard cock while I.