Then Big Tom started fumbling with his belt buckle, yanking his zipper down and letting his hard cock spring out. Then I knew why his friends called h...m Big Tom: his eleven inches brushed against my pussy lips; slipping against the wetness on my taunt little thighs. He groaned with pleasure, telling me he was going to tear me up with his tremendous dick.And with only that as warning he pushed forward, nailing into me, stretching my little but wet twat, almost tearing me with his size. I cried. "We don't like to talk about it," Rosa replied, her voice icy."Let's go and play," Cérulea said. She turned on the spot and danced out of the room. Her little blue demon's tail bobbed up and down jauntily behind her.Phil was still a little confused. He looked to Rosa and Verdé for guidance."Come on fledgling," Verdé said, pulling him off the bed. "Little Cérulea wants to play."She put an arm around his waist and escorted him out of the bedroom. Her body was a little more tense than usual and. It makes me more excitedly aroused and I continue to massage your thighs and I gradually moved toward your bulge which has become much bigger. I keep touching you and you try to fight me off but you can't and you have to finally surrender.I reach up to your zipper and slowly unzip to which your cock pops out with a massive hard on. You move your chair closer to the desk. I take your cock in my hand and I slowly start stroking your hard cock. The veins are almost bursting out of the thin skin. He feels a little warm." Sure." Mary said as she went to get the thermometer.When Mary got back the doc had taken the baby's diaper off for her. She put the thermometer in and began to wait. The doctor was standing to the side listening to the baby's lungs. All of a sudden Mary jumped. The doctor looked up not knowing what was going on. Then he felt it. His shirt was wet. The baby peed on him as babies often do when they have the temps taken. Mary couldn't help but laugh. Dr. Smith excused.