”“Are you good at them?”“He says I am.”“And you’d be willing to give me one if it made all this trouble go away?”She looked up at me, ...frowning and nodded again. I pretended to mull the idea over for a minute. I could see her fidgeting awkwardly in embarrassment.“I’m deeply flattered, but I’m married, Ellie,” I began.“Ella,” she corrected me instinctively.“Ella,” I corrected myself. “And even if I was interested, there’s much more damage here than when your friend checked out. Maybe best part of. Helen pulled the chair closer to the bed so she could be comfortable for the stay and still hold Stella’s hand. “Okay, ladies, who’s going to tell me what’s going on?”The doctor looked only at Stella. She was the patient and had already given strict direction about what was said to whom. Helen followed the doctor’s gaze and saw Stella give a nod of approval. The doctor leaned against the window sill, “Are you sure, Helen? It’s not pretty.”She looked at Stella for several minutes, got part way. She takes a big drink of the whiskey and quickly puts her open mouth on Kitty's pussy. The whiskey burns the newly shaved skin and swells her clit. The pain is delicious. And Kitty wants more. Barb goes back into her bag and gets a pussy pump. She places it on Kitty's pussy and pumps it a few times to make a seal. " What's going to happen now is that I am going to fill your clit with blood and make you want to cum. But we won't let you till you make us all cum. We will keep you right on the. “Let's go watch some TV slut, you can stop rubbing yourself.” I could hear the gasp of relief from Emily as she pulled her fingers away from her wet pussy, she started crawling obediently behind me into the living room.“Come on, up girly.” I tapped the couch next to me and Emily hopped up like a lithe little cat. I sat back and turned on the TV, Emily reluctantly put her head in my lap, rubbing my dick with her cheek. I knew soon enough I'd be ready to fuck her again as I ran my hand through.