Long, red hair cascades down the back of her crisp, starched white nurse's uniform, and though there's no adornment on her clothes, I can see the fabr...ic straining over large, round breasts. I look back down and glance at an article about make-up tips. A sketch of a woman is designed to show you how to apply lipstick correctly. I start thinking about the receptionist's full, red lips, imagining how wonderful they would feel on..."Miss Anderson?" Her voice startles me and I'm sure my face is red. Like you say, it is us now not just me. I need your input, and I trust it more than my own.” I said.“Well thank you for that,” she said. “And, I know seeing her again is going to make things hard for you, but I’m a pretty damn good substitute for her believe it.”I looked her straight in the eyes. “Damn straight you are. You are my life, and finding you or you finding me I guess is proof positive that there is a God,” I said.She smiled her appreciation and that made me smile.“You think that this. A part of him wanted to just give in and relax, but that was not possible: his pulse was racing, his heart pumping like crazy and he felt an intense pressure building inside of him.And the smell ... A horrible, sickening smell was in the air, robbing Gabriel of his breath. What could it be, he wondered. The stench was intensely familiar to him and despite its horrid, cheesy and bitter flavor, inhaling it aroused him to no end. It caused him to suffer, but it was good, so good. It simply stank. You know better don't you?" I say, “yes sir” as he is turning me around and pushing me to my knees. My mouth opens immediately and his thick cock slides in. He pushes further and deeper until I feel him deep in my throat, his balls pressing against my lips. Sir begins gliding his now fully hard member in and out. Slowly at first then gradually more and more forcefully he fucks my mouth. After pounding my drooling mouth for several minutes Sir roughly digs both hands into my hair, shoves is.