- Joined
- Jan 16, 2009
- Location
- Central Illinois
Nazora said:"No, something isn't right," Misty said, "I feel so... so... much need. I need you to touch me doctor, I need you to feel me."
She pressed her hands against her torso and ran them down her gown so the fabric would press tightly against her pert breasts. A whispered moan escaped her lips as he pressed his.
"Doctor, I want it so bad!" she cried.
"What do you mean that something is not right?" He said wondering on what she is trying to say to him. "Oh I will touch you all right and I would love to feel you as well Misty!"
He smiled when his hands went up against her torso and loved to slide them down her gown. Seeing the fabric of the gown pressed against her breasts was a beautiful sight to him. He loved hearing her moan for him.
"Come get it my naughty Misty!" He said in a teasing way to her to see how badly she really wanted it.