I guess I don’t really know much about her bedside manner. Why would she lie to a patient, though? “Why would she lie about that?” she asked aft...er a moment, echoing her thoughts.“Because...” Laura sniffled, and there was a pause before the sound of a nose being blown came from the bathroom. “I think she did talk to them,” she said. “She’s really good, you know, maybe the best I’ve felt. I can tell when people are lying to me, but with your mom there was nothing, not even the tiniest hint that. She said, "beg for it."I said, "please break me master, make me your bitch. Please, PLEASE fuck me." I was so very horny. He started fucking me slowly, then faster. I was rocking back into him. I really did want it. He felt so good. His cock makes me feel so full. He had his hands on my hips and he was squeezing me really hard. He picked me up toward him and he was hitting the perfect spot super hard. I felt like I was going to cum, I was saying, "please master, please, more." He was fucking me. .. surely it was? So why did it linger? Why were ourmouths open?We broke to take a bow.We mixed with the audience for a while afterwards, but Dario and I wereboth keen to call it a night. And neither of us were tired. We keptlooking at one another across the room when we were separated.He took my hand as we got into the lift. It seemed unbelievable that wewere behaving this way. We were two heterosexual men, although youwould not know I was. He kissed me at the door to my room and then. Katrina came in the restaurant as I was finishing my meal, she sat down in an armchair facing me “are you alright?” she asked “yes” I answered, “what happened?” “Oh my goodness she said, it was so funny” she said and she proceeded to tell me how there was supposed to be a traditional dancing troop on in the restaurant and they had given up and went home because they could not compete, “and how?” I asked as I waved my hand between the two of us, “well I must admit to taking advantage of your.