Iwould never divulge anything my own patients tell me to anyone elseeither."I breathed an, "Oh shit," to myself. He was the mysterious Dr Powers whomI...d never met, that had just started working in my shrink's clinic.I was up early the next morning and started coffee, knowing the smellwould wake them up. I had purposely remained in my nitie, wanting toshock him.Mom came down first. "Tyra, don't you think you should go put onsomething decent?" This is what I usually wear in the mornings Mom," I. As the pressure built in my ball sack I removed my dick from her pussy and positioned myself at her face. As I tried to push it past her lips she moved her head. I grabbed her head and held it tight as I gave a firm push. This time she succumbed and opened her mouth. With that I got the head between her teeth and released my jizm. As she choked and gagged, I barked "baby get used to it because this is just the first of many loads you will take tonight."I didn't want to give her anytime in. "Paris? Haut couture?" I asked admiringly."No, its prêt-a-porter. From Bloomingdales. It's a Donna Karen. My underwear too?" she then asked."Whatever you're comfortable with Miss O'Malley."Her bra, part of a matching lace set in lilac, quickly joined the pile on my desk. She had a pair of those high, proud, firm conical breasts that invariably come capped with pink, puffy nipples. And they were just the right size — big enough to fill your hand and big enough so that they jiggled delightfully. She always gets me excited with it. All of a sudden I hear her give out a big gasp. She instantly stops tickling and wiggling her toes much to my disappointment. I move her feet to the side a little to see her and see what she’s stopped for. She’s looking at me, her mouth half open and smiling with her top set of teeth showing as if she’s had a an idea she’s really proud of. “What it is?” I ask her as she moves herself up the bed towards her feet near my face. She stretches out an arm to reach.