"I'd like to cream all over your pretty face, Dr. Carruthers' he said. "I'll do that for you someday. Someday soon, God damn, I didn't realize the old alma mater was turning out nympho bitches like. you. Was this how you got your good grades?"

"No, no, never," she moaned against his delectable big nuts. "I don't know what's come over me. It's been too long."

"You look like you're about ready for a fuck."

"Oh… God… YES!" she cried, her cunt on fire again. "Put it in me! Put this beautiful big thing in me and fuck me!"

"Where, Joycie? Tell me where."

"In my cunt, in my twat, in my goddamned fuckhole," she said in that growling voice again.

"Show it to me, Joyce. Sit up and give me an anatomy lesson, Dr. Carruthers. Show me where you want me to fuck you."

Joyce found that her feet were out of the stirrups. Panting and gasping, seething all over with hot desire, she heaved herself up on her elbows, swung around on the table and dangled her legs over the side of it. He stood a pace back from it, smiling, with his big cock in hand and sticking up at her. She hated him then, but she had to have

his cock no matter what her other feelings were.

She ripped off the smock, for anything at all on her skin was like sandpaper then. She hooked her heels over the edge of the table, and spread her knees widely to splay out the rich red lips of her cunt, all dripping with her lubrication. Her blonde hair was in a tight wet mat around her pulsing, itching pussy. She leaned back on her elbows, tits quivering, cunt wide open and waiting.

"That's where I want it!" she spat at him. "Stop teasing me and give me that cock! You know how to do it. Just stick it in my hole. Fuck me. Is that what you want to hear? Fuck the shit out of me, Dr. Morgan!"