Kneeling in front of her, I checked her eyes to make sure she didn't have a concussion and asked her to follow my finger. She seemed alright, so I tha...nked the man who had helped me and asked his name. "I'm Dr. Samuel Hood, always glad to meet a fellow practitioner." I'm Alex xxxxxx, but I'm not a doctor, I've just had some training." That's not what the people in your wagon train told me. If you're not a doctor, then you have had a lot of training. I don't think I could have applied that. I was once again bent over the work counter, this time my panties were removed. Jaq pushed the wet pre-cum soaked panties into my mouth, I felt so turned on that I nearly shot cum on the kitchen floor. Jaq produced a leather paddle and proceeded to give me the spanking she thought I deserved, sucking on the crotch of the wet panties did stop me from screaming to loud.I was well and truly being dominated this evening, despite my telling Jaq how reluctant I was it was such a turn on, as I knew it. I guess that I rubbed my ex the wrong way, just as I did this morning with you. I have a way with men, I suppose. A way of pissing them off and pissing my relationships away! It’s a good thing that I don’t have time to shop, or the money might be gone, too!” Nurse Hitchens proved that she was capable of some self-deprecating humor, which was a redeeming virtue at least.“Maybe you should date women instead,” I taunted her a little, making her blush.“No fucking thanks! Sorry, didn’t mean to cuss,. You teased them, your eyes never leaving his. Your other hand roamed over your belly, up and down your smooth thighs. You shuddered as your delicate fingers touched the juncture of your thighs. "Open your legs wide," the voice said. "Finger yourself." You leaned back, fingers slipping into your wetness. Your body began to respond. Your breath quickened. Your hips rose and fell. The aroma of your own arousal filled your senses. Your eyes finally broke away from his. They followed his.