Our guest already knew the rules for this encounter. Amy was to be the focus this evening and I was only to have sex with her... unless Amy directed otherwise. Amy gave me a long, passionate kiss while her hand crept across my crotch to confirm what she already suspected - that my cock was bursting with tension behind the pronounced tent-like protrusion below my belt. Starting at my collar, she began unfastening the buttons of my shirt one by one. Her accomplice knelt in front of me to untie the laces of my dock shoes before slipping each one off. The stranger's hands reached up and met Amy's which were now unbuckling my belt. In seamless coordination, four hands unbuttoned my shorts before lowering the fly. Gravity assisted now, my shorts easily falling to the floor and leaving me standing only in my boxers, the head of my cock proudly protruding from the waistband. Grasping the cotton fabric at each hip, our guest firmly tugged my last article of clothing to my ankles with Amy. One advantage of going to a small country hospital was that we only had to wait about 10 minutes before we were called. I’ve experienced waiting in Emergency in a big city and it can be a very long wait. We followed the nurse through to a room with a row of beds each sectioned off with a curtain. Estelle sat on the bed and the nurse told us the doctor would be with us shortly then pulled the curtain closed around us.About 2 minutes later a youngish looking doctor with a clipboard in her hands stepped through the curtains and introduced herself as Dr Ainslee. She took in the situation in a glance and asked Estelle for her name and her birthdate. Estelle was able to answer her questions in a clear voice. Dr Ainslee looked at me and asked if I was present when Estelle hit her head.Jen said, “No he wasn’t. I was there. And Bonnie.”Dr Ainslee asked Jen some questions, which were mainly focussed on whether Estelle had been unconscious or whether she’d appeared confused or vague immediately.
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