Then I heard a light knock on the door “toothpick open up the door its me Amber.” “go away.” “John its alright. You’re sister down stai...s. So can you please open the door for me? Or do you hate me now?” I opened the door and I notice that amber pink blouse unbutton.“I knew you cared about me John.” She said while walking in. “So do you really like me. Like you what Sara. Do you really masturbate to me?” (I wanted to kill my sister) “Yes I did use to like you” “You use to like me. So let me. " Dr. Barnes busied himself rearranging various items on a nearby table."Okay," Molly said, as she sat down in the chair next to the desk.Dr. Davis pulled out a form and said, "I need to get a little medical history, Molly. Please fill out this form, and then I'll have a few questions."Molly began filling in the form, writing her name, her address, her phone number and so forth. She paused when she came to the question which asked: "Are you sexually active?" She wrote "No." To the question:. A tube of lube couldn’t have made entering her any easier, and Mickey remembered that she had three kids. And a husband.But here she was, crying out in a soft voice for him to “fuck me harder, harder!” He certainly obliged, hammering her without remorse. Already aroused, it did not take long for him to deliver his payload, but he stayed hard long enough to take her over the edge as well. By then, she was grunting like a pig rutting in its pen, a most unusual sound from such a lovely woman. When. “Do you want me to fuck you like this? Push my dick deep inside your pussy? Will you be my slut?” I was about to cum. Her snaps were too intense for me. I wanted to cum hard.She then sent another snap. This time, she was fingering her pussy, moaning hard, moaning my fake name as she pushed three fingers inside her. I want to be your slut. I want you to fuck me like a whore, she moaned and then shivered as she reached her cum.I could see her breathing get heavy. That was enough for me to have.