Lee backed away from the table and began to slowly and seductively remove her clothes while behind me the doctor was examining my hairless balls with ...her tongue and making small bites on the sensitive area between my balls and my ass. Both women looked and commented upon my nowraging erection, but neither one was touching my cahing rod. Instead the sweet torment continued as my doctor’s tiny hands spread my cheek and her tongue danced across and teased my puckered entrance. I was nearly in. I lifted again, poised and ready and his hips flexed, his hands on my legs, pushing them wide and against my chest. I was so wide open, vulnerable, the air cooling and then he entered me, pausing inside…I squeezed on his cock, arms clutching him. “Yes,” I grunted and breathed, “Do it!…fuck me deep you animal…!” which he did, our wet pubic hairs pressing against each other as every part of him was in me now, this “animal” was fucking me hard, thrusting deep, my cunt, his cock in rhythm,. Then, grunting with anim(a)listic lust, he fucked it back up inside of her hard.“OOOOoooohh, God…. that hurts tooooo much…. Please, not so deeeeeep,” she cried out.He slammed his big, long, prick in and out of her little, throbbing pussy with all the f(o)rce in his muscular body. Each time he thrust his cock into her, his sweat-soaked balls whipped up and smacked against her quivering butt cheeks, and her petite body jerked forward violently…. he was too dr(u)nk to care if he hurt her, Sandra. They well knew the path to their highest pleasure began with relieving the pressures they built up in our systems. As if well rehearsed, they both began humming the National Anthem. When they each vibrated a sustained “SEEEEEEEEEEEE” we vigorously relieved our pressures directly into their bellies and fell onto the plush, maroon sofa. Our wives kissed, passionately, as we watched; our flagged staffs quickly rose again.We rose and put our wives on the sofas for perfect access. As a unit,.