"Gahh-i-i-h-h-h-h!!! Fu-u-u-u-uck!" she squalled, rocking the whole table with him as his cock spit and spewed inside her.

Foamy white come appeared around the hot lips of her pussy. It was intimately mingled with her sex juices now as together they joined in a panting, gasping struggle to grind the very most out of their pleasure while making it last as long as they could. Her pussy tightened down, just as his cock swelled and throbbed with each of his heavy ejaculations. The friction she'd been craving was certainly there for her to feel now. Her cunt was getting hotter by the moment as the orgasm reached on and on. And

then he grabbed her by the ass and shoved it all the way in her again, and he worked his hips in circles till he'd stirred up her guts with his cock, forcing the last of his sperm deep inside her.

"Oh! Oh. Oh-h-h-h," she sighed, collapsing back on the table, robbed of all her strength.

Her feet slipped from the edge of the table and her legs dangled down one side. Collapsing backward, she couldn't keep from letting her head and arms dangle down the other-side. She was bent in half over the table and half unconscious when the big log inside her was slowly withdrawn.

Her pussy immediately started dripping its juices on the floor. She tried to right herself, but she was too weak and sleepy for that. She just managed to lift her head a little when she heard Dr. Morgan chuckle and she felt his cock and balls, all wet and slippery from their fuck, being pushed against her face.

"Yeah, we're going to have a good time together, Dr. Carruthers," be said from somewhere high above her. "Come down now. Let's get to bed."

Her arms and legs were still dangling limply as he picked her up and carried her out of his examining room. She was dumped onto a wide bed and rolled around on it while he drew the covers back. Almost asleep, she felt the bed creak under his weight and she heard him dialing the telephone.



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