And he wasn't quiet when he did it. There wasno way I could mistaken those moans.Austin flicked his tongue against my slit and I let out a moan of my ...wn. Iwas almost there. Fucking hell, my brother was about to make me cum! I knewI should've stopped this. I should've pulled my dick back and walked out ofhere.But I couldn't. I needed to come. There was no way for me to stop it now. Iclenched my eyes shut and tried to pretend it was someone else on the otherside of the wall, anyone else. No. He gave me a reassuring little smile and adjusted the conspicuous bulge beneath his robes, throwing me a provocative glance. A grin crept across my lips and I drank in the sight of him, barely able to contain my excitement.With sudden force he turned me around and bent me over the desktop. My burning cheek pressed against the cool polished wood as he grabbed a fistful of my hair and held my head down. Then he leaned over me and put his mouth so close to my ear that I could feel his lips form. Of course, he knew what I really wanted, and so he told the nurse to leave us alone for the ‘consultation’. He told me to go behind the screens and undress for him, and to take everything off except my shoes. I could hardly breathe I was so excited as I came out and stood before him almost naked – my breasts rising and falling as I took deep breaths, almost shaking with sexual excitement. He told me to lie down on the couch, and to lift my legs so that he could start his examination. He rubbed. I could walk the street in one of the worst neighborhoods in the D, and people would move out of my way. Some would even cross the street, and nobody would look me in the eye. That is projecting true fear, and that is how that I survived in the fucked up world that I was in. I would show up at one of our crack houses, in a random pattern, and collect our money. If the niggas had our money, then everything was cool. Sometimes we would kick it with the homies for a few, and maybe even get our.