The doctor and nurse were both standing over Natasha when she came too. He questioned, “Are you okay dear?”She blinked and responded, “I think ...o, you just caught me off guard. Uh-oh, I’m going to throw up!”The nurse handed her an emesis basin. The doctor told her when she was feeling better to get dressed and meet him in his office.The nurse then informed her, “Natasha, the father should be told.”She looked up and realized, “Oh-my-God! Please go out into the waiting room and get the man. Soon she was massaging the cream into my pulsating sex-head and around the foreskin, before sliding her hand back and forth over my penis in long, slow, gentle strokes. My desire to hold back only served to increase the intensity of the situation, and after what must have been no more than three or four strokes I felt my balls tighten and my buttocks clench. There was a knot at the root of my penis and in my stomach as I tried desperately not to release, but with one more backward stroke I. 'You actually weren't as bad when you were attacked by Brandon, I guess because you were more cautious than angry then.' I could tell she was trying to distract me.'I'm doing OK, but I'd better do the thinking for us, otherwise they're likely to miss the brain activity they are looking for.' So I started alternating sending pictures of all my girls with repeating the Gettysburg Address. That went on for a little while.I heard some mumbling in the back.'They want to know precisely what you are. "Suck it dirty slut!" he said loudly and firmly.I was so turned on. The sound of this fat, dirty old pervert ordering me to suck his cock was making me so wet."Suck my fat old cock."He was moaning and thrusting his cock into my mouth as I sucked him. We both knew that this cock was by far the oldest that had ever been in my mouth, more than twenty-five years older than any other man I had been with. My hand cupped his balls as my tongue circled the large, bulging head. I sucked up and down his.