It felt like he was never going to stop pissing, the taste was overwhelming. He said he was working out all day getting ready for me to worship his bo...dy, he grabbed my head and shoved it in his hairy sweaty armpit. It smelled ripe, like he purposefully didn't wear any deodorant just to make me lick him clean. He kept rubbing the sweat all over my face. I had to clean both of his sweaty armpits until he felt they were clean enough. He kept laughing and tell me what a dirty fag I am. Something. ...Going into reception, walking past front desk. We've already checked in. The mature guy at desk gives me a knowing look, he's seen it all before no doubt. Extra marital affairs, threesomes, casual hook ups, oh if the walls could talk! He knows what we're up to alright, well not all of it. If he did know? Would he be headed round back like my husband in a moment....or would he call the cops? One look says it all, although this one looks a bit cheeky, too much confidence is a turn off..... Then it’s over. “You can dress now.” the doctor says as he bins his gloves and turns away from me. I quickly dress and leave the room with my Dad. We make another appointment for 2 weeks time.On the journey home I tell my Dad I’m not really comfortable with the doctor, that I don’t like the examination. Dad seems concerned, but explains how important it is to ensure all’s well with the pregnancy and that the baby is developing well. I try to take this on board, but just can’t get past how. She again asked what were you staring at me in the kitched. I felt little shy. She said its OK. with little daringly i said your breast. She just smiled said its OK. Its common in this age. she made me comfortable. But the incest feeling increased in me. Afterthis we had regular talk. andWhile watching the TV she fell in to the sleep in the Hall itself. Only me and my sister are there and her kid is also sleeping.She didnt tied her sary to the jacket so the sary slided from her jacket because.