.. well far enough to allow him to do what he wanted to do. He didn't have to tell me he was ready. I'd already felt the hardness of his erection pres...sing against me through the fabric of our clothing.Keeping me pinned against the table, he undid his belt, unzipped his fly and pushed his pants down ... what I felt pressing against my butt was hard and warm."Oh god no ... no ... please no" I begged."Like it honey ... Sandra says you do ... and I think she's right ... in a moment you can have it. She looked uncomfortable. “Dr. Snead, did you know that Hank is a hypnotist and he can cure headaches?” Dr. Bobby looked at me. “Hank, this headache is killing me. I’ll do anything to get rid of it. I’ll trade you services. You get rid of my headache and I’ll get rid of your plaque.” She had never called me Hank, before. Always Mr. Woods. She was hurting. She was wearing a green doctor’s smock that did a good job of hiding her figure. She was about thirty years old and attractive. She seemed to. I was so into eatting her pussy once again that I wasnt aware her hubby was now ready to get into the act. He too was naked and standing behind me. I felt him between my legs as he was getting into position to fuck me. As he was preparing to enter me his wife reached up and guided his cock into me as she started playing with his balls and watching him fucking me from below. We switched it up as he moved around to fuck his own wife with his cock covered in another woman's juices. I moved away as. At first his eyes flutter open, straining against the light, his mind numb. Then like the bursting of a dam, his mind comes rushing forward like the cold water following the break. He bolts upright, shock spread across his face like the roar of a lightning strike.The sound of the shower reaches his ears soon after and a wave of calmness begins to settle over him. Maybe everything is okay. If anything was out of whack or everything not okay, he figures that Janelle wouldn’t have let him sleep..