I was very impatient and disturbed and desperate to at least hug her tightly. I got courage to call her at around 2.30 midnights. My hands were shiver...ng and sound tumbling. She was too very shocked to get my call at that part of night. Initially Poonam sounded uninterested and later she came back to her normal tone and we started chatting. I was waiting for a chance to start about sex and my feeling towards her. I gathered all my courage and started to praise her structure. I could feel her. I pulled her towards me so hard that her Breast banged with my chest. I put one of my hands on her back and one on her head, holding her hair I lowered my lips on her lips and we started Kissing again, this time a bit wildly. It seemed as if a competition is going on between the lips and tongue. I don’t remember how long we were kissing. She suddenly showed one hand of her (the other was busy rubbing my dick over pants) as is she read my mind. That led the way to her room. She crossed her legs. He understood and comforted me with stories of other girls with the same fears, I was not alone. Then he asked if he could do an internal and I consented. He looked as other doctors did but he used a few other probes, and then reproduced the same pain I had when we tried sex. He wheeled a little machine over telling me it was an ultrasound. He put goo all over my belly and moved a slippery probe all over my abdomen and showed me a growth, probably on my ovary. He called another office in the. He was not so gentle this time, impatient, and when she started to cum again after a minute or two, she felt a brief pressure that set her off, and then he launched himself up her body and mid-orgasm, he burst inside her in one long slow thrust. It was almost too intense, the second orgasm, her empty clenching pussy suddenly clenching around a hard cock and James, mounting her, grinding against her clit, buried to the hilt in her cunt. Her scream was stifled by his lips, she sucked hungrily on.