“Oh, fuck, I’m coming Ellen; swallow my hot cum down your slutty mouth," Dr. Wells groaned. Dr. Wells shot a huge load of come down my mouth. I ha...e never swallowed so much cum in my life. “Ellen, we will be getting together again,” he said, with a threatening voice, “You two cannot have sex whenever you feel like it. I know you are married, Ellen. If you don’t want your husband finding out, you will be giving me head whenever I want it.” I started to cry after Dr. Wells left the room.. "Yeah, but not in a good way. He was pulling back on your hair, hard. As I connected he was slapping your ass, not playfully either. He was imagining getting off on demeaning and hurting you. You don't even want to know what he was calling you. It was well beyond what you might like."She frowned."You know, now I really feel like giving that first kid a roll, just to throw it in the other one's face. You should come with me, Mike, that way he'll end up the only one not getting any." Funny." said. "Hell no! Make one yourself lazy butt!" She said while she smacked me on the arm as she walked to her room. "I'm telling mom when she gets back!" I shouted. I heard a chuckle as a door shut. I made myself a sandwich, slammed myself into a comfy position on my couch and watched TV until dad got home. My dads name is Jerry, my moms name is Sarah. Oh yes I forgot to mention; my name is Paul. "Hey dad." I slowly said as he walked in the door. "Hey son." He said equally slowly. I heard running,. Ok it wasn’t Bronte’s Wuthering Heights, all mood and moors but nonetheless it bought on responses in me as I read. I drifted off into a daydream about being fucked senseless by an unknown man in a dark room, all velvet and heat in a swingers club (I was filling in the blanks as I had never been to one.) I imagined hands rubbing over my body, feeling my flesh tingle with every grope and rub, not tender but wanting and invasive.I imagine one man, big and strong from his presence over me as he.