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He was just a hair under 8 inches, or close to it. It wasn’t baseball bat thick, like she had heard all men claimed to be, but was thick enough to stretch out most women nicely. ‘….I think it’s more for me Doc.’ ‘That would make sense.’ The doctor said with a grin up at Michael. Michael forced a grin back. ‘Now cough for me.’ Bree heard Michael cough but two words kept swimming around her brain. For me. For me. For me. Bree stood in the corner racked by new memories and emotions, but stayed quiet. The young nurse had had more then a few boyfriends over the years and had slept with her share of men, but this felt different. On some primal level if felt like this young man belonged to her and always had. Before she knew it she heard the doctor telling Michael he was done and she looked up at the clock. She was lost in her daydreams for almost fifteen minutes. ‘I don’t see any reason why you can’t play Mister Laroux.’ The doctor said. ‘Thanks Doc.’ Michael said as he finished getting. We'll be at the [hotel] in room 214 from 8:00 p.m. - 11:00 p.m. The door is unlocked, simply walk in and fuck my wife. That's it - no catch. I will be there to make sure everything goes safely; we'll be wearing blindfolds to protect your anonymity. Enjoy her. We set up a laptop on the desk for two reasons: First, we decided it would help everyone relax if there was some music playing. Second, so that we could record the event, in case anything got out of control (also for later viewing). We went out to eat and she was so nervous that she was shaking. I told her I would be there to keep her safe, and that I knew she was going to love it. We got back to the hotel room to get ready. She stepped out of the shower, her pussy soft and silky, her curves glistening with beads of steam. She slammed a rum and coke and laid down on the bed. Gently, I tied a blindfold around her eyes, making sure it was snug, but not too tight. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss my way down her body, tasting.
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