When the day finally ends, Emma rushes to her stolen Audi. She knows she should have gotten rid of it by now, but she likes it way too much to do so�...at least not yet. The drive to the Pink Kitten takes her about a hour outside the city and into the desert. She pulls up to the bar, which as it turns out is a biker bar, full of rough and dirty men all wrapped up in leather. Just her kind of place though dressed as she is she would stick out like a sore thumb. She needs another angle.As she peers. Hard. Her chest lifting, flushed. She cried out as he bit and sucked on her exposed neck, furiously marking her. His thrusting grew more frantic, she could feel he was close to cumming too. Tensed, Toby was ready to empty his balls as soon as she... “FUCK!” she screamed, her orgasm exploding from her. Cumming hard around him, her already tight pussy gripped him tighter than it ever had before. He thumbed her clit as he grunted his release. His balls tensing – emptying his load inside his woman.. “May I help you?” she asked, sounding just a little skeptical.“I am Jack McCoy and I have an appointment.” I told her, watching her expression.She tapped on her keyboard and her eyebrows rose just a touch before she looked back up at me and smiled. “I just need to see some ID, Mister McCoy. I am sorry to ask, but we rarely have male patients here. We have had fathers, brothers and boyfriends who object to someone seeing a therapist. I hope you understand.”I showed her my license and tried not. I'm going to be a cripple. I know what the doctor said, but I don't believe him. Just find a whole guy to love, not someone you're going to have to babysit for the rest of your life."I stood up -- obviously this was a conversation best held in private. I turned around to catch Beth's eye only to see that she'd already walked out. I mumbled something about waiting down the hall and cravenly beat feet.Beth was in the waiting area at the end of the hall. After sitting there for a short,.