My ass was being lifted up and my pussy lips were open, I was completely exposed. "Now I just need to get you strapped in place." She said matter-of-factly. The doctor and Mr. Savage were just casually talking while she did her work. First, she pulled out straps and strapped my ankles tightly in place. Then my thighs. There were straps I hadn't seen that pulled out and held me at the waist. She asked me to raise my arms and they were cuffed over my head. I was not at all used to this feeling of being exposed and helpless. The feeling swept over me, immediately put me in the state of deep arousal it seemed to give me. Then she pulled a big monitor around and asian some instruments. More than just what I was used to seeing for an exam. "She's ready for you japanese Doctor." He went and washed his hands. "She's really quite a find George, very nice indeed.” He pulled my lips further apart and ran his fingers slowly over every part of my inner lips and squeezed my clit between his fingers. I moaned softly. “Actually let's get the unpleasant part out of the way. Go ahead and pull one of her arms down Nurse Hanna and draw the bloodwork." She did. "Please go ahead and get that sent over to the lab. I will get started on the exam while you do that. We will let your arm rest for a moment my dear and then put it back in the restraint. Her short charcoal gray wool blend skirt was arranged into position and buttoned and zipped. I japanese grinned at him and then pressed Rita down to the floor. The acoustics around me sounded different than on previous visits. Phone - Sir can you tell me the model of your car? Finally I offered, “My greatest fear Glorene was that someday you would remember enough of it to hate me for thinking that I took advantage of you. I snagged them from him and drew them on, followed by my gym shorts and tank top. “You may now have your way with the bride.” We spend the next several hours making love over until we were both sated and exhausted. The pressure rose in asian my cock again. She was hot and she was getting me hot, under the collar, as they say, then I thought, no, not collar, more like panties. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was – Nicole had curves you could only dream of, a slutty eagerness that any teenager would kill for, and wanted me just as much. “I am fine, Father,” I said. “Damn kid, that’s rough.