‘Hello, I’m Dr. Kellin, may I help you?’ The doctor was a graying woman of slightly less than average height. She wore thick lensed glasses, a c...ain resting against her white coat. ‘Yes, nice to meet you. I’m Alan Marshall, and Mr. Dickinson was a friend of my father’s. Business associates, actually. What can you tell me about his condition?’ The doctor was going to give him the short-shrift answer, after all it wasn’t as if this young man was a family member, or anything, but to her very mild. " But I don't want to be the winner." But you are, now, what's your name?" Jason, I mean, um, Jasmine." And here's our wet tee-shirt winner of the year, Miss Jasmine. Now go withthis nice man and he'll get you ready for the float." The what?" Here Miss, you look thirsty." Why yes, thank you, what is this it tastes funny it's...weird..."I woke up the day after Mardi Gras in my hotel room, with about 3,000 beadson the floor. My head was splitting and I was totally naked. Looking downat my huge. In a few minutes, we were both cumming again when I heard this voice say, “Hey you two stop doing that and get off of there!” I turned my head and there stood some guy who must have been a caretaker but he was pretty old and I paid him no mind. We didn’t stop, we couldn’t. Anyone who has ever had an orgasm knows that once an orgasm starts you can’t stop it. Your body goes on automatically and you don’t regain control until the orgasm is over.Our orgasms ended and he said, “You two stay right. Suddenly we were kissing and this time it was a practiced adult kiss not like the juvenile kisses earlier. One hand was around my neck pulling me to him the other dropping to my breast and molesting it gently.I was too far gone and aroused to complain so I put my arms around his neck and held on to him as we kissed still.His hand moved downwards and I knew where he was going and he soon found my sodden wet cunt that was still gaping wide open from Sam’s massive dick and slid several fingers.