Maybe he could get it fixed later. Feeling worse than before, hanginghis head, he went sullenly toward his new homeroom. Then he rememberedall the e...fort Mrs. Merton had put into making him stand straight, and hesquared his shoulders. Somehow she might find out if he disregarded herinstructions, even though she wasn't there. He couldn't risk it, he toldhimself. The specter of juvenile detention and what came along with itstill loomed large in his mind.He got to his homeroom and sat near. She is in high demand and does not like her patients’ overlapping other patient’s time. I’ve learned that the hard way. I tried my best when I came late to an appointment once before by smiling, flirting and joking but it was fruitless. I actually respected Dr. Malek more for that. She is a no nonsense woman who has strict guidelines for her patient’s. I look up and see Dr. Malek’s receptionist Brittany. Brittany is a young, gorgeous Colombian woman, probably no older than 25, who has been. He got hard quickly and I continued to play with it. He begged me to suck his cock. He didn't have to ask me twice. I wrapped my mouth around his cock and sucked on his dick. I played with his blubber while taking more and more of his cock into my throat. He was moaning and groaning while I pleasured him. He begged me to fuck him. I again was happy to oblige.I undressed and climbed on top of him in his hospital bed. I eased my wet cunt over his cock and fucked him. He was so fat and couldn't. That wasn’t going to happen. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her side in an instant. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her front on one shoulder, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her climax. I reached between her legs and jerked her hand away from her clit. “That’s enough.” I said mockingly “Please, Ron.” she begged “I need to cum”“I guess spit will have to do” I said as I worked up some saliva.Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about.