The curtained window had a pair of bloody handprints streaking down it. The door creaked loudly as she stepped inside.A single electric candle flicker...ng on the peeling wallpapered wall lit the entryway. There was a stairway ahead of her and what looked like a parlor room to her right. A dark hallway stretched down past the stairs and to the left was a beaded entryway to a darkened room. Everything was eerily quiet. It was definitely different from the other houses where everyone was channeled. She said that would let me keep one eye onthe ball and keep me from being distracted. She helped me with my makeupand I was ready to face the world. Christie looked fantastic in a white cotton short-sleeved golf shirt andbright red shorts. She wore a bright red matching ribbon in her hair thatwould keep her hair from falling into her eyes. I helped Kimberly hookher black bra and helped her tuck her tits into the cups. Now I reallyhad a hard on. She put on a short-sleeved black golf shirt, white. Finebutt said.“Yes Dr. Finebutt.” Replied the nurse.Desiree and the good doctor exchanged places as Dr. Finebutt straddled my hips facing me. She tore open her white uniform revealing that the only thing she was wearing underneath was a black thong which did little to cover her shaved mound. Her stethoscope dangled seductively between her ample breasts as she gazed at me with big, dark eyes. She then began to slowly run her fingertips down her body to her womanhood. She moved the thong. I could barley keep up and knew I was going to cum soon. Maybe it was the drink or they fact that I was in the middle of the dirtiest fuck I had ever had that gave me the courage to do something I had never done before. My hands were grabbing her cheeks holding her up as she fucked me until I reached one right around and stiffened my finger. I quickly found her tiny arse hole, already slick from her dripping fanny. I waited for her to rock back on me and let her motion do the work. My index.