After that she brought over a bag that I saw contained new cosmetics.Seeing my look of interest she said, "I bought a few things for you in your color..., my stuff wasn't quite right." So for 20 minutes she applied colors to my eyelids, cheeks and lips before finally long coats of mascara. "I can't believe how pretty a girl you make." I went to look in the mirror but she stopped me with, "It'll be much more fun if you wait till I am done." I conceded and we went out into the bedroom. I could not. When I relaxed I could still fill him thrusting and I opened my eyes to see him awake and staring back at me. He said “This feels so great Aunt Becky, do I have to stop now?” I said “No honey, but when you feel that thing that happened earlier start to happen again, you need to pull out of me, Ok?” He said ok, and went back to thrusting into me.Even though, his dick was small, the head of it was brushing against my G-spot pretty well. I guided his thrust a little and he was nailing it right on.. I was in the car and driving before I could think. At the surgery I was quickly in the doctor’s room. He was the study of tranquility as he asked how he could help. I was soon on his examination table, minus my pants and he had his gloved hands at the problem. I was surprised when he started feeling in my groin. He wasn’t just interested in the testicle. ‘Mmmm.’ I felt like asking if that was his diagnosis but kept quiet. ‘You can get dressed ,’ he said, as he ripped off the gloves and went to. ” Although a bit shell-shocked he followed her and was soon lying on her bed as she rode his substantial pecker. His shaft was bigger than she’d expected from him but delightful. He was good for two pussy-filling shots before she sent him back to his own place.Myra was so pleased with herself as she lay in her bed and rubbed her pussy still drooling Adam’s contribution. This was going well and she only wondered how far she could push this.She was apparently on a roll because the question she.