SEX DOCTOR (3)

She reached up with one hand and stroked his cheek, feeling the rough stubble on his face - manly stubble. Her other hand moved as though it had a life of its own, moved around behind him, and took hold of his firm ass. As though he liked her idea, he moved his hand down from the small of her back to take hold of her ass as well, the two of them pulling towards each other so that now she could feel something stirring in his pants, hardening, stiffening. She knew what that was, what it meant. She pulled back from the kiss. He looked down at her and one hand stroked her face, pushing her hair back from her face. “Come on,” she said, breathlessly. She took his hand in hers and led him upstairs to her room. She saw the bed and thought of all the times when she had laid there and fantasized about something like this, thought about how it had been when she had looked at herself in the mirror earlier that very same day. And now she had him here. And she remembered how it had felt when he had