Don lead Suzy to the couch and laid her down, gently. Man this guy was smooth. He began to lightly stroke her skin and kiss her all over. Suzy moved her body to meet his touch. Her back was arched and her firm breasts stood out proudly. Don kissed his way down to Suzy’s mound.

Suzy meekly shook her head and said, “You don’t have to put your face there.” She added, “I never let my husband do it.”

Don smiled and said, “Baby, don’t worry. I will probably get more pleasure from this than you will get and I guarantee that you will like it.”

Suzy whined, “But it’s nasty…My husband always wrinkles his nose.”

Don said reassuringly, “It smells like heaven, Baby…I’m afraid your husband is just a wimp.”

he’s eating her pussy!

I was very healthy as a child so my nurse fantasies do not run too deeply but I have a friend who was asthmatic when he was a child and was at the doctors more than he was at school I think. He developed a crush on the nurse. He used to fantasize that right before he was taken into the little room to wait for the doctor, that she had been in there masturbating on the same paper cloth that covered the bed. In his pre-teenaged head he would dream of Nurse Nice laying down on that paper and just rubbing her pussy while wearing that crisp white dress that was the only form of dress back in the day.

He went on to tell me that he considered it a bonus when she was the one who listened to his chest with her stethoscope because it was a short one and she had to lean forward to hear his chest, thus giving him a dead on view of her finely–in his head–tatas.

So, Harry, this one is for you.

Have a GREAT week.