He also gets about a $1000 an hour to have women lay back and spread their legs so he can poke and probe their private parts.(S) I just cannot imagine...a guy starting his medical degree course with the plan in mind to poke women in their pussy's and get paid for it.(J) Luckily for us he is a fan of the program, which is why he is giving us a half hour for free to talk about cum.(N) Lets hope the boys don't end up with a handful of research.(J) Thanks for seeing us Doctor Grossout. What we want. My head is resting against the back of the chair, my eyes are closed at that moment when she applys a little stronger suction and lightly grazes her teeth along my shaft, she hears me gasp as my hips raise up off the chair. I open my eyes and look down at her and watch her make love to my big beautiful cock. On the desk there is an almost full cup of coffee; she sees the steam coming from it. I had poured it just before she arrived. She moves her head backwards, taking her mouth away from my. She was turning, away from Dad, spinning on the bench seat the way she’d done last night. Her knees were at the end now and coming around toward me on my side of the bench. I looked down at the top of Mom’s head, she was keeping her face turned down to the floor. Her knees were square to me now and her legs opened. Head still down, Mom’s arms raised and stretched out, closing onto the side of my thighs, hands folding around and pressing me forward, toward her, like last night. I gave way.My. Jennifer then withdrew her spear but not without flicking Brittany with its tip. I heard Brittany cry out, falling back into the sand as she clutched at her chin. Jennifer rose, shook her long hair from her face and looked over her shoulder at me. She then strode almost defiantly down the beach to the surf.I was going to get out of my hammock and check on Brittany, but she had shuffled to her feet and returned to her cooking duties with her back to me. It seemed as if the moment had past so I.