I was a lesbian and my conscious brain just refused to see the signs.Tomorrow, I was going to experience my darkest, most depraved fantasy. I was goin... to molest one of my patients. I just needed one thing and hopefully she could help me out. I sighed; I had been putting off going to see Sam. The disgusting woman was always leering at me, stroking that vile cock she created for herself."Is that computer ready, Jayda?" I asked as I walked back up front."Yes, Mistress," Jayda answered. It was so. Then both hands appeared and in a while Susan was back to normal.None of what happened was lost on the other five Black men. Soon Jonah's right hand was out of sight, and suddenly Susan shifted position, rising slightly on her feet and then settling back down. She later told me Jonah had been spreading her legs and pulling the dress out from under her -- and he did it all while taking a bite out of a hamburger and then a sip of beer.Susan was rapidly losing interest in her salad and took. As the old woman had informed her Andy was a bit hasty, he’d given her no longer than a couple of minutes with his tongue and he was already climbing up her body. His hand shot down between them in no time he’d found her open pussy, pushing himself straight in. He bottomed her on his first thrust; needless to say Emily squealed out with the sudden pain. He did apologise, which seemed pointless, he knew as to what he was doing, he’d intended to hurt her.He started to fuck her with the full. They bought a little house in the suburb, and immediately she asked him for a white picket fence. He worked hard, and soon his school band was well known as one of the best in the state. He still ran, though not every day, and more to clear his mind now than to keep in shape. He played guitar as his ‘therapy’ now, but on an acoustic. His electrics and amps collected as much dust in the basement as his tux collected in the closet. They had the three kids, the dog, and the white picket fence, the.