She broke the kiss and looked at me, maybe a look with shyness at the edges. She looked down at her front, her open front. When she looked up at me, �...�You can’t be a lesbian … I mean … not that it would be a bad thing … but … I mean … you are with men, too, right?”I chuckled, my hands going inside her open blouse, moving her loose bra up and off her firm breasts. I looked down at them as I replied, “Yes, I like men, too. I never really think much about terms, cataloging, labels. I prefer to just. I opened the small safe I used for drugs that I didn't want stolen and removed a bottle of morphine. Out of habit, I swabbed the man and injected the morphine, enough to kill any pain he might start to feel.The woman looked closely at me and said, "You are not a man; you are the woman doctor!"I started to deny it, but realized that would be futile. In resignation, I nodded my head and turned back to caring for her husband. As I worked, I said, "Mrs. Lopez, please don't tell anyone what you. Since his hands were cold, he confined himself to kisses. His hands had probably been cold in the car, too, but now they had lots of time. As they warmed up, he reached around to stroke her back. When she lay on her back, he kissed her breast. She spread her legs when his hand reached her mound. She was hot there, which meant that he must have felt cold to her. If so, she didn’t say anything.He could feel her arousal. When he went from one nipple to the other, the new one was already firm under. I gasped and rose up off the bed, his cock merciless as it thrust into me. I felt the initial pop of my cunt hole wrapping around his cock head and the slow burn of his dick pushing through my tight walls. There was nothing that felt better than a good cock taking control of your cunt. “That’s it baby, take that cock,” Claire said in my ear. “He’s going to go balls deep, no no, don’t fight him,” she said as I pushed at his chest when the burn got too strong. He kept pushing, stretching open.