I gave her nipples one last lick and pulled her mouth down to mine. Exploring her mouth with my tongue, I let my hands slide down to her hips and help...d her roll those hips against me. As we explored each other's mouth with our tongues, I slid my hands along the waistband of her panties, reaching around her waist. When my hands met at the small of her back, I slid the back of her panties down, allowing me to grab each ass cheek in one hand and pulled her firmly against me, bring my hips up to. I didn't want to call, but I was wondering what was taking so long. I couldnt hear anything through the walls or door. I decided to call her but she didn't answer. An hour later she finally answered. She sounded happy when she said hello and I asked her if everything was alright. She said she would be working late and she'll call me when she was leaving the office. I understood her "code" so to speak, which made me a little relieved. I wondered if she had already had sex or if they were. Then Tasha slid up and began kissing her again. Katie slid down, pausing only to kiss her chest as she got on top of Tasha. She pulled off Tasha's jeans and thong, flinging them across the room. “What a pretty pussy,” she said as she gazed at the shaved cunt. Tasha gasped as Katie slid three fingers into her, stretching her wide. Then Katie began licking like a pro, paying special attention to her clitoris. “Oh...fuck,” Tasha cried out, arching her spine. She bucked her hips wildly. “Lick my. ..up....up, until it was around her waist. Even though the pain was in her side, I kept rubbing her legs, from ankles to stocking tops, until she finally stopped me. "What about my pain, Doctor?" she asked impatiently! "Oh, yes, let's take a look at it," I said, and ran my hand up under her dress to her ribcage. I rubbed her all over, from her waist up to her bra, and she moaned. "Does it hurt there, Becca?" I asked. "Yes, Doctor, right here," she said, and moved my hand up to the bottom of her.