‘Take me.’ I took off my boxers, put the rubber on, and then unleashed my sex experience, falling off of her an hour later with her sweat all over...me and her naked body with me on her bedroom floor. Result. I stepped back into her bed, telling her I was staying, and she rejoined me for a snog before we both fell asleep, exhausted. I awoke in daylight, Claire not naked on top of me anymore, but instead under the sheets with me, head bobbing up and down as she kept her promise of a blowjob, and. It was embarrassing enough being so turned on that she was uncontrollable leaking her sex juices. Worse, Dr. Adams asked her in such a way that she felt like an errant girl who peed her pants. Laura stuck out her tongue and wet her lips, as her face turned a dark shade of red. "Yes," she replied blushing."Be a good girl and wait there just a minute honey," Dr. Adams said, as she walked around the car and then sat down in the driver's seat and moved the sunglasses and books out of the way so. Its not exactly cabin in the woods but its secluded. Its a small one story house with a kitchen, shower, living room and a bedroom. Tommy drops his bag on the couch and sits with his head in his hands. Our sketch artist Mark, starts drawing as Tommy describes the big guy. Tall, about 6ft, bald, heavy set, wearing a black suit. What he says next catches my attention. He had a tattoo on his neck, of a heart with a sword going through it. Mark shows us what he's got and I swear, if this drawing is. My jaw started to get sore and my throat was starting to feel raw, but I still kept working him in and out of my mouth. There were a couple more points where he made me stop and told me to slow down. To try and make it last. Whenever he made me stop he’d lean down and kiss me even though my chin was covered in my own spit and tell me what a good slut I was being. Sometimes we’d have small chats about our days or plans for the night. We both had shitty days at work and while I had nothing.