Since I was now aroused and extremely horny, someone had to help me get off, and since my hubby wasn’t present, well… it was his fault. With a fli...ck of my arm, I wrapped my fingers around this very convenient, gentleman’s wrists and brought them up to my breasts. The exposed one felt the calloused heat of skin as the man’s nicely placed fingers groped what I had to offer. Not so gentlemanly after all, my blood began to heat as my petals began to weep. Wanting to do some damage of my own, my. Did I mention he spent a lot of time in the gym? He had the body of a weightlifter, the grace of a boxer, and the animal aggression of a survivor in this fucked up city that we called home sweet home, so yeah, he didn’t need to ask, but deep down, there was a decent guy in there. I just nodded my head and kept sucking, my heart drowning out the thump of the bass drum. Slipping from the stool, I let him take the lead, my shake forgotten as I wrapped my hands around his thick wrist, fingers. Day's face.Patting the exam table Dr. Day said "Hop up here so I can listen to your chest."I asked "Can I put my pants back on?" No, just leave them off for now" she replied. Damn. I hopped up and sat on the end of the table. My penis and balls were squeezed in between my thighs and almost disappeared from sight. I saw Mom was still watching intently as Dr. Day said "The nurse wasn't able to get a good blood pressure on you, so I'm going to check it again" and wrapped the cuff around my arm.. That's what I'll do, she thought. I'll take a bath and read John O'Hara. She had long ago developed the habit of reading while she took her bath. Sometimes, when the book was good as she found this one-she forgot about the bath and stayed in the water until it was quite cool. Then she would have to refill the tub to get her bathing over. Half the books she owned were blurred from the water of the bathtub, and their covers were corrugated like tin from the effect of the steam on their covers.She.