“Dr. Carr obviously loves to have her pussy stretched wide. So slide on up and shove your fat dick inside her. She needs it.”“Yes!” the doctor...cries with her eyes wide. “That is exactly what I need. I love having my pussy filled with thick, hard cock. Hurry up, Fiona. I need it bad.” Her voice is not at all professional like it was minutes ago. She has transformed from a serious doctor into a horny bitch.The doctor raises her legs and places her feet on Fiona’s shoulders. The girl remembers how. Next thing we know I am opening the door and he follows me in and we embrace again before we both fall onto the bed.This is the passion I remember when I was nineteen. The rush. The trembling with excitement and anticipation.My heels have fallen from my feet and Dale is pulling my tight denim jeans down, along with my sensible white cotton panties. He is kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed and pulls my now naked legs over his shoulder and his mouth is zeroing in on my waxed pussy.. This was an opportunity to experience a new andwicked pleasure, never before had I felt the touch ofanother woman, let alone a female licking my prettyyoung moist box. I eagerly made my way to her and satright down in front of her compliant mouth, she beganto eat me with a wild and unbridled craving that noman had ever done before. I was in such a lustfulstate of bliss, which I had never enjoyed to thislevel of ecstasy that I began to look for the thirdcouple that was in the area.As I was. The Governor of New York? Forget about it!The place was full of Oriole fans for Game Six. Probably, many of the folks who'd stuck with us, through all those dismal seasons in fourth place, had experienced their own problems, landing tickets to this game. After all, not everybody is a season-ticket holder, guaranteed a shot at witnessing post-season glory.That's OK. Maybe next year, those fans could follow us up to Yankee Stadium, watch us play a game or two up there. Nice park, Yankee Stadium..