She lowered herself back to lying on the bed while I went further down her back to the top of her ass. “That’s incredible! Keep doing that,” sh... said softly, as she raised her ass so that my clothed hard-on was lying on her crack. Then, still up on her elbows, she said, ‘I’m getting very hot. Could you take my t-shirt off?” Could I? I reached the bottom and pulled up, stripping off the white shirt and she went back to lying down. I continued to rub starting at her neck and shoulders, down. She pulled off her sports bra, allowing her breasts to bounce into view. I marveled at their small size, perfectly proportionate to her petit frame. Each heaving breast topped with a perfectly pink nipple, and areola about the size of a dime. I wanted to see them covered in cum, my cum, as she wipes it all off or scoops it up to swallow it, just as she had told me about in her story. I stared, and daydreamed about getting her implants, so that they’d be large enough that I can titty-fuck. Her colleagues were solicitous, and finally insisted that she leave early to recuperate. To their surprise she agreed readily, but when Katya gingerly perched on her scooter and rode through the ministry gates that afternoon she was not on her way home. She was forbidden to spend any of her remaining nights in her own bed.“You shall sleep in the New Wharf Kennels” Leon had told her. “I presume that you know them”?She allowed herself a wry smile. The kennel business was operated by a woman. . you see... do you think you could... do that thing for me? Again?"I let out a sigh and look at my watch. I really don't have time for this sort of thing. I've got like twenty patients to see.None the less I turn around to lock the office door behind me as Shannon bounces up and down happy as a clam, practically skipping to my desk and sitting in my chair.I just don't have time for this!I walk up to her and huff impatiently for her to move. Such a dumb bimbo if I ever saw one! Like the airhead.