Stroking his cock, he envisioned what it’d be like to fuck those girls himself, how good their tight pussies would feel around his hungry, neglected...cock. Neglected neither from the size of his cock, nor his stamina in bed, but rather by the sharp decline of his wife’s sex drive over the past few years. It seemed like they never had sex anymore and Bill had to resort to masturbation to get any kind of sexual satisfaction. Nevertheless, he was optimistic that his luck would improve someday. I stood up put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him to his knees. “Suck my cock, gag on it bitch!” I commanded him. I always figured he would be a good little cock sucker and I figured right. Wow what a turn on having that sexy hunk of a man’s pretty mouth work over my cock only inches from my aroused pussy. His hard cock bobbed up and down as fast as his mouth did and I shoved that fake cock down his throat as far as it would go. After having my fill of watching my sexy little cock. “I’m Doctor Albertson, Oncology,” the female doctor said.“Doctor Robinson, Internal Medicine.”“Doctor Crane, Internal Medicine.”“Doctor Bernard, Trauma.”“And I’m Doctor Warren, Dean of the Medical School,” the first man who’d spoken said.“Good morning, Doctors Albertson, Robinson, Crane, Bernard, and Warren,” I said. “Thank you for inviting me to interview.”“You’re welcome,” Doctor Warren said. “First, would you please tell us about yourself?”I gave a short autobiography, starting with the. What had he done? She'd been trying tohelp him, to offer him a solution, and he'd missed his chance. Hiswindow of opportunity had closed - probably forever. Worse than that,he'd insulted her in some obscure way he didn't quite understand. Hecould see that now, see it in the sharp angle of her spine, the harshset of her features. She was the one person who might comprehend thedoubt and confusion he'd been feeling - and he'd pushed her away with afew careless words."No, wait," he cried (a little.