The Doctor Will See

You Now…

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Talia Rice
The Doctor Will See You Now by

Talia Rice

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A Daughter’s Worth
Sssh! Be Quiet
Brotherhood

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 A low hum rumbled from deep within, vibrating his balls.

The fresh smell of Irish Spring tickled her nose. She glanced up.

His bottom lip was sucked into his mouth; perfectly white teeth

bit down on it trying to contain a moan, gasp or scream, she

could not tell which one and she damn sure did not care. His

head tilted slightly back. His hands were placed on his hips. He

looked like a statue of absolute perfection. Six pack glistened

with a thin layer of sweat. Above her nine inches of hardness

tapped against the side of her face. A drop of his sweet pre-cum

drizzled down toward her ear, taking the expression music to

one’s ears on a new level. He felt a tightness on her tongue that

she was not ready for yet. This was what happened when one

had the ability to twirl balls around like they were some metal

stress balls. She let them slide out. The fluorescent lights

illuminated her saliva She imagined that it was her own juices

but that will happen in due time.

 She wrapped a hand around his thickness. Wet nectar

continued to glisten on his head and she used that as lubrication

as her hand slid up and down. It still was not wet enough to her.

She lifted her thick caramel colored legs and placed each

manicured toe in the metal stirrups. A puddle had already

accumulated on the wax paper. Perfect, she said to herself.

Looking up, she inserted two fingers inside of her. Her walls

throbbed against them. Her hips started to grind in a slow circle.

She stared at him with an intensity that could have burned a hole

in him. A smile teased his thick lips, mimicking two tootsie

rolls. He loved watching her play with herself. Nothing was

more sexier than seeing a voluptuous woman, imperfections and

all, be comfortable with herself to do some freaky shit. No, this

one was far from the bougie type.

His rock hard nine inches got harder in her hand. The

thought of all that inside of her hitting her walls made her grind
faster. She flattened her hand and rubbed against her open palm;

juices readily flowing. A moan caught in her throat as an

eruption exploded in between her legs The whole time her eyes

remained on his coffee brown pools.

Not missing a beat she took her hand coated with her juices

and worked his shaft like she was on a mission. Liquid still

flowing out of her. Once he was covered she took all of him in

her mouth. She loved the taste of her against his skin. It blended

together like a great wine does with a succulent steak dinner.

Her hands grabbed his firm ass; his cheeks contracted as she

pushed him farther into her mouth; she craved all of him. It

would not be fair if even a quarter of an inch of him was not in

her mouth. Silky baby hairs tickled the top of her nose as she

inhaled him. She has memorized each vein that pulsated into

life. The mushroom shaped head molded into the back of her

throat like a fitted shoe. They were past the normal familiar
niceties that dicks and mouths have to go through to get to this

point. Her mouth was created for this dick and this dick only.

They worked themselves into a seductive tango. His fingers

weaved themselves through her hair sending a cloud of vanilla

and lavender about the room. His grasped tightened with each

pounding thrust. Yes thrust no gagging either; only a

professional dick sucker can accomplish this. Rookies please

take notes!

Suddenly she stopped. Disappointment clearly written on

both heads. She smiled sheepishly at him before she turned

around; her back now facing him however not for long. She laid

back with her neck on the edge of the cushioned table where her

ass was moments ago. She flattened her tongue out until the tip

touched her chin. She directed him forward so that she was able

to swallow him whole. He let a moan escape his lips. His hands

gripped the sides of the table for balance. She nearly sucked the
color off of him. It took him a minute to regain some kind of

composure. His hanging balls slapped against her head, they

were still moist from her saliva shower.

Once his legs stop feeling like oodles and noodles he took

control. He will be damn if he is the only one getting his rocks

off today. He spread her legs until they were hanging off the

edge. Even with her cookies being as slippery as they were he

managed to spread her slick lips exposing her pink clit. His

mouth watered.

With lifted hips he tickled her wet clit with his tongue

rotating it around then moving it like her Rabbit vibrator. Her

hips lost complete control. Right when she was on the verge of

cumming he slowed it down. His narrow stiff tongue drove deep

in her as his thick fingers found her ass hole. Under him she

took a small break and relished in his magical tongue.

 “Ugh…damn daddy, work that tongue!” she moaned. She

arched herself up even more. “Lick that…ahhh! Baby I’m

about…” The rest was muffled by his balls as she tugged on

them with her mouth. Her moaning made him tightened up

again. She came first as his pulsating tongue teased her pulsating

clit.

“Ummmm,” she moaned; her bottom half flopping around

half wanting him to stop and the other have wanting him to suck

her until her uterus did a dance. And suck he did. Not a drop of

juice was left after he worked his tongue game. Moments later

hot liquid dripped down her throat. She had to grab onto his to

keep his dick in her mouth. He tasted of strawberries. She drank

him with a thirst like no other; like this was her last drink before

she left this earth.

Before she knew it, he had picked her up and put her feet

back in the stirrups, this time though backwards.

 “Make that shit dance for daddy!” he demanded with a

throaty voice.

One ass cheek bounced around and then the other. Right

before he entered his still hard dick, she literally made her ass

clap giving him a standing ovation.

“Damn!” His eyes bugged out at the waves her ass was

creating.

“You like that shit don’t you Papi? Smack that shit Papi!”

He tagged both of her cheeks until they were red. He

reached around the front and finger fucked her cookies. His

hand was dripping wet in seconds. He lubricated her ass and

entered her slowly. She gripped the table. Most women was not

too fond of getting it in the ass but an ass orgasm – well there

was no words for it.

“I feel that shit in my ribs!” she gasped. He smiled. “Play

with my shit! Make that white stuff squirt on your dick!” She
was begging now. He did what he was told; wasn’t that his job?

Her ass cheeks continued to clap along with his balls that were

rubbing against her clit.

“Dorian! Yes baby…yes! God you know how to work my

ass! I’m about to cum again! Bang that…aghhhhh! Oh my god!

I’m cu…mming!” Her eyes rolled in the back of her head.

“Let me see you,” he ordered.

She turned her head, her throat was hoarse from yelling.

Their eyes locked onto each other.

“This mine?”

“Baby yes!”

“Where you want me to cum?”

She moaned. “On my back. I want it dripping in my ass,

Papi!”

“Ooooh baby, you gone let your ass swallow this?”

 She could not answer. Her hands were already working her

cookies again. Small trembles shook her spine. She arched her

back so he could dig deeper into her sweet crevasse. Her walls

tightened around his thickness, slurping up any juice shooting

out from his smiling hole. He moaned at the death grip. She

released and tightened again blowing his mind.

“Here it comes baby!”

Hot liquid cascaded over her perfectly round, soft ass. He

used his dick to spread his cum all over like hot butter on

pancakes. All that was heard was her breathing attempting to

slow down and his dick smacking her wet pussy. She was nearly

crawling away from him. He could go all day, but work had to

be done. The sweet smell of sex and sweat hung in the air. Still

completely naked he ran a towel under the faucet. A rich lather

covered it. With a devil of a grin, he gently washed her body

with a tenderness meant for her. His tongue swept over his lips.
 She shook her head with the same smile he possessed. “Uh-

um, don’t even think about it.”

He poked his bottom lip out.

“No, next time.”

His shoulders sagged a little as he toweled her off. He

gently dressed her kissing each body part before it was covered

with the article of clothing. Her smile widened. After she was

dressed, she returned the favor. No words were shared just their

body heat and a deep abiding love.

“Thank you for seeing me Dr. Dorian Martin.” Her teeth

softly tugged at his lips.

“No problem Mrs. Stephanie Martin. Make sure you

schedule another appointment with the receptionist.”

“Most definitely doctor.”

Dr. Martin watched his wife of ten years strut out of the

patient room. A permanent satisfied smile still hung on his lips.