* * *Paul McFenna was sitting in his office trying to sort his thoughts. If anyone found out he had had a sexual encounter with a patient it would be ...eally bad. No one would believe the story about her inviting him with her body language. On the other hand, he could not stop wondering if this was the limit to what she would allow. He had often imagined fucking patients. It was a great turn on to fantasy about patients forced to serve his sexual desires. A woman that wanted to suck him off. "Does that answer your question?" she said.She put her finger in her mouth and sucked her pussy juice. That sent me over the edge. I became rock hard after seeing her taste herself. And she knew it. She felt my cock throb against her ass, and she saw the look on my face. She winked at me, and she faced forward again.My fingers worked harder and faster on her pussy. I felt her heat and wetness. She was getting wetter by the moment. I knew she was close. I felt it.She grabbed my other wrist and. I eventually relented and said “When” she replied “Whenever”.Three months later we were in town and Donna said “I’ll have a look round you go to my mum’s and wait for me” winking as she said it. I arrived at my mother-in-laws and she was on her own doing the washing in the cellar. I went down and she was bent over the washer, she was wearing a black skirt and a black top, she was still as ugly.She lived with a man but he was a bastard but wouldn’t kick him out but we knew she never had sex. I. ” you say as you pick me up and carry me into the bedroom. Without fanfare, you drop me onto the bed, and pull my jeans from my body. Your mouth nips and licks its way up my leg. You hover dangerously close to my pussy, I can feel your warm breath and I’m desperate to feel your tongue and teeth on me. I try arching my hips closer to your mouth, but you still me with one hand. Holding me down, you lick everywhere other than where I want you to. “What do you want baby?” you say as you lick my.