My mind had gone numb. I didn’t struggle. He slipped my under things off and he was at my entrance. I looked to the side and there was my husband in...his business suit. A dark thing was perched upon the shoulder of his suit, and his eyes were glowing red. He was smoking a cigarette and looking at me accusingly with his glowing eyes. This caused me to direct my attention downwards. There was the hardened cock of my boss positioned at my entrance. I had my boyfriend to blame for the fact that I. I mean, maybe for someone else, but not me. I like thisbut, well, is that bad to want this? Is it bad to hide my male side andlive for my time with you and this?" He pointed with a wave of the handat his shaved legs, stockings, and skirt. He unconsciously crossed hislegs at his ankles.Frankie was upset. He never liked confrontation and had hidden this needfrom others all his life. He was another person when he dressed and whenhe wasn't dressed, he was his male self. He never chose to deal with. It had a little holder in the middle for the cup. All I had to do wassit down and with minimal aiming, pee. It took me about 5 minutes tofinally go, and I was glad that part was over. I was then sent to thelab and I gave a little blood.So far this had been a really routine exam. I was wondering why womanwould complain about going to get their yearly exams. I was led to achair and the nurse took my blood pressure and other vitals. From thereI was led to a private exam room. There was an exam. Just under nine inches of latex, complete with balls: a perfect replica of my cock for her to drool on. I held it next to her face, slapping her gently with it as she tried to see what was in my hands. The cock between my legs prodded her in the stomach, but she didn’t appear to notice. Her desperation for breath was overwhelming.In one movement, the gag was removed and the cock jammed sideways between her teeth like a bit. I moved the spit-covered ball down between her legs and rubbed it.
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