Anyway, when we arrived at the clinic we thought, since they wanted us there at the crack of dawn, that they intended to begin the procedure right awa...y. We were wrong. Instead they had us filling out forms for hours. The frustrating part is that they had me answering questions Ive already answered hundreds of times before. What the hell do they do with all that information? Obviously they dont keep it or they wouldnt need to ask the same dam questions over and over again. When I was finished. She made absolutely no effort to cover up nor did she seem perturbed in the slightest as she smiled and opened the door, “Morning Frank, you’ve been busy” she said with a smile, “Fancy a coffee?” she asked and thinking it was far too early for a beer I decided to accept and as she turned away to go put the coffee pot on I couldn’t help but look at the bare cheeks of her perfectly toned arse with the thin white string disappearing into her crack leading up to a small whale tail at the top.I. With that I put on my head phones and stripped to my socks and stood in front of the TV watching and wanking. I was at it about 15 minutes when I suddenly felt a hand on my bottom. I glanced quickly and saw the blonde head of my wife. Her hands went quickly to my hard on and gently began pulling my foreskin back and forth. Estacy, what could a man want more. Then she moved around, then she was facing me and began licking the end of my shaft. I was watching the DVD still and closing and opening. “My turn?” asked Paul. “Not this time, guys. Maybe later. I gotta get home and take a shower.” As she stood up I told her we had a very nice shower she could use. “Nah, I really need to get home. Can somebody loan me a long T-shirt and drive me?” I found her a knee-length T-shirt I sometimes wore to bed. Printed on the front were three lines: “Duck,” then “Truck,” then “Rhymes with.” Sonja told me I was never getting it back. Honestly, I didn’t mind. I got dressed, and Sonja climbed into the.
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