The pleasure from my glans distracted me as the questing finger entered me. I'd heard of things like a finger in the ass during oral sex but never bee...n with a woman who had liked it. Her finger slowly plunged in and out, maybe half an inch at a time. With the muscles relaxing and accepting, it started to go deeper, ever deeper. After a minute of this I all of a sudden trembled as her finger touched my prostate and caused a sensation to go through me. She must have worked her finger its full. ‘Sure. I don’t have to be anywhere special, and I’m really enjoying myself. You’re not only beautiful, but you’re fun to work with.’ Aaron said and instantly blushed beet red when he realized that he had verbalized his thoughts. ‘Why thank you. With my husband gone, I don’t get that many compliments. You’re just what I need to feel good about myself.’ ‘Well I think your face and figure are very photogenic, and I’d love to have you pose for me.’ He said feeling maybe just a little. From that point on convincing her that her moving Taylor to Indy was the best option. I also traded her drug addictions for what I saw was a lesser addiction.It took most of a day to load up the truck I rented to drive them to the Mid-West. Most of that time was going through her stuff and throwing out or donating the shit she no longer needed. Taylor wasn't too happy when he realized most of his toys weren't going and but once we were on the road, all he worried about was his hand held game. The chairs were almost arms' reach from the table, and positioned in such a way as to let everyone see exactly what's going on up front. She noticed cabinets above the examination table and didn't even want to think about the contents in them. Would they really sit in these chairs and take notes all pertaining to her? She never liked attention and was a rather shy person- especially around young men. It didn't seem fair. She was a "nice girl". Everyone told her so. She had sex only a few times.