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I used gentle but firm pressure, checking for any masses or lumps. When I finished palpating, I squeezed her nipple gently, checking for a discharge. "Okay," I said, "now lift your left arm up." I repeated the process for her left breast. Everything felt fine.

She watched me closely while I examined her.

"Do you like doing all these things for me?" she asked.

"Yes, I do," I said.

"Why?" she asked.

I didn't look up. I was concentrating on the exam. "Because, Mistress, I love you, and your welfare and happiness are my main concerns."

She waited until I finished, pulled me to her and kissed me.

"When you examine my breasts so intently," she said, "it makes me wet. Here, feel." She took my hand and guided it to her pussy. She was creamy and hot inside.

"Take off your clothes," she said.

"But Mistress, your bath," I started to protest. But she shushed me.

I removed my tee shirt and underwear. I was already hard: her kiss had done that. I got into bed with her, and she was on me immediately. I surrendered myself to her hungry, demanding kisses. Her hands were all over me, stroking me, caressing me, kneading me. I kissed her back just as ardently, feeling drawn into her. Her hot lips and tongue played over my neck, down my chest, nipped at my paps, continued downward. I felt her warm breath at my belly, then she swallowed my cock into her mouth, and I was overcome by an avalanche of feeling.

"Oh, Mistress!" I gasped.

She sucked me hard, making quiet mewing noises as she did so. I raised my head and looked at her. All I could see was a mass of red hair bobbing up and down slowly. I touched her hair gently, wanting to feel the movement, and she groaned quietly.

Alicia pushed my legs back, spreading them wide, and tongued my balls gently, taking first one, then the other, into her mouth. The sensation of my testicle cradled in her wet, warm mouth was enough to start me leaking pre-come. She let my ball go, and slowly, agonizingly, laved my cock from root to tip, before engulfing it again in her mouth. I groaned in ecstasy, very close to coming.

"Mistress, I am going to come soon if you keep doing that."

"I want you in my pussy," she said, taking her mouth off.

She let me go, then climbed up my body, straddling me. Reaching behind her, she guided me into her. We both sighed as I slipped in. She adjusted a little, and I was in up to the hilt. Alicia bent down and kissed me hard on the lips, her tongue snaking down into my mouth.

"I love you, Phillip," she said breathlessly.

"I love you, too," I replied.

Alicia began rocking her hips back and forth, milking my cock. I held her hips and thrust into her, trying to meet her movements, grinding my pelvis against hers. Her breathing became ragged; she sobbed with pleasure, urging me on. "Yes, just like that! Oh, that feels so good!" she cried.

Her cries peaked, and she tensed, gave a short scream of pleasure, and collapsed over me. I came a second later, shooting my load deeply into her.

We lay for a few minutes, recovering. Finally, I said, "Mistress, if we're going to be ready for the party, we'd better get up."

Alicia looked down at me and whispered, "You're very special, did you know that? I've never known anybody like you. You take such good care of me. I don't know what I did before I had you. Do you still want to marry me?"

"Of course."

"Good," she said, climbing off me.

We spent the next hour doing her care. She got the works: hair, nails, legs and pits shaved, a trim of her pubic hair, everything. Then I packed her off into the bedroom to rest and dress. I quickly put the roast and potatoes into the oven, then jumped into the shower myself. It was a little past five, and time was growing short.

For the party, I wore my usual: sharply pressed khakis and a long-sleeved casual shirt, black socks and penny loafers.

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