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 A sweet feminine voice answered on the second ring.  I cleared my throat.”Maggie?””This is she.  Who is calling please?”A lump lodged in my throat, chocking back my abilitiy to promptly answer.  “May I ask who is calling please,” she repeated.”Hey uh Maggie, this is Howard.  You, uh, left your panties at my house the other day.”A short silence was quicky followed by a giggle.  “Well, hello again. I wasn’t sure you had the balls to call me.””So, Hey!  How are you doin’?” I muttered.”Working my ass off as usual Howard.  Momma doesn’t give me a break at all.””That’s not right.” I complained.”Hey Howard, what do you do for a living?  You don’t happen to be a Doctor are you?””That’s completely ramdon.  No, why?” I asked.”Oh, I just wondered because I have this slight itch I need looked at.  I was hoping you were a Doc and you had an opening in the next day or so.  Maybe you can recommend someone if…?”Putting on my pervy Doctor’s voice, I said, “Dr. Howard at your service Maggie.  So, tell me just exactly where this itch is.  And can you describe it in some detail?””Oh!” Maggie whispered, acting surprised I had asked.  “Well Doc, it’s, like, between my legs.””Could you be a bit more specific when you say, ‘between your legs’?” I asked as my cock hardened.”Doooctor, it’s my, you-know-what, my pussy.  It has been tingling uncontrollably everytime I think about you.””Really?  How long has this been going Ankara escort on, and what have you been doing about the tingle?””Well Doc, it started the same day I saw you last, within hours after I left.  And yessss,” Maggie purred, “several times a day I have to slip my hand inside my panties and…””And what Maggie?  Tell the Doctor,” I interrupted.”Doctor,” Maggie lowered her sultry voice, “That’s such a personal question.  But, every time I begin to tingle, I have to find someplace I can be alone so I rub myself good and hard.  I like to shove two fingers inside me and finger fuck me like you did the other day. I’ve felt so good doing that I’ve become somewhat of a regular squirter.  Is that bad Doctor?”My cock was raging hard.  I rubbed myself as she seduced me over the phone.”Well, Maggie.  I think we need to see you as soon as possible.  Can you come in today, like this afternoon?””Let’s see, I do have some free time this afternoon.  Can you fit me in?” Maggie giggled.”See you in an hour, Maggie.” As I started the shower, I rubbed my rock hard cock as I admired it’s length and girth in the mirror, ‘Not bad for a dirty old man.’  My mind was consumed by Maggie soon being here, hot, and ready to be fucked.From the plate glass window in my office, I saw Maggie’s car pull up.  Nice ride I thought to myself.  She stepped out of a late model Vette.  She was wearing Ankara escort bayan a short skirt, nylons and heels, and a tit hugging knitted top that screamed, ‘I’m not wearing a bra!’My cock stiffened as I watched her natural tits bounce with every step.  Looking past her, I panned the neighbors houses to see if any of them might have noticed my visitor.  All clear.I let her stand at the door for a few seconds, not wanting to appear too eager.As I opened the door, Maggie gave me the most seductive look I have seen in a long time.  Her eyes locked on mine as she slowly brushed past me.  “How are you, Doc?”Her lashes fluttered as she turned towards me when I closed and locked the door.  Without waiting, she leaned up on tiptoes and pursed her lips, waiting for me to kiss her.I slipped my arms around her waist, pulling her tight enough she would know my cock was throbbing for her.  She smiled and let out a long sigh as she felt it pressed into her tummy.My hands raced along her sides as she squirmed to my deep probing kiss.  Maggie’s hands rubbed up and down my arms and shoulders as her hips ground against me.  We kissed hungrily for several minutes as I held her pinned to the wall.  Breaking the kiss, I asked, “So Maggie, do you want to show me where it tingles?”She giggled as she slowly lifted her skirt to right below crotch level.  She tried describing the Escort Ankara tingle between hot, short breaths.  Her long eyelashes fluttered as her fingers neared her upper thighs.  Long fingers slid along the smooth fold between pussy and thighs, pushing lips together.  Then her hand cupped her pussy as she looked intently into my eyes, describing her tingles in great detail.”I think I should take a closer look Maggie.”I gestured for her to move towards the long dining room table.”You want me up there? That is an odd examining table, Doc.  It’s so cold,” she said as she caressed the top with her hand.I quickly retreived a table cloth and spread it out.  “Better?”Maggie gave me a mischievious smile.  “Much!” as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse.”I thought it was your pussy?””Well, Doc, since I’m here, shouldn’t you check everything?””Of course.”Three buttons down and she slipped the knitted sweater over her head, tossing it over the back of a chair.  Her breasts were perfect!  Nice hard nipples crowning firm 34C tits.  They swayed as she moved towards the table.  Maggie quickly wiggled out of her skirt as my eyes feasted on her beauty.  Once she stepped out of her skirt, all she had on was thigh highs and heels.”Want them off too?””Fuck NO!”  I answered as I pulled her into me.We kissed passionately as our hands roamed.  She pulled my shirt over my head between deep kisses and grasped for my pants button.I pushed her away to her dismay.  “What?”I lifted her onto the table.  “Spread your legs Maggie and show me where it tingles.”Maggie’s swollen pussy lips glistened.  Numerous shimmering globules of arousal dotted her lips.  I placed my hands on her legs, mid thigh, pushing them gently apart.

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