Damn! He could have sworn that he had been talking to someone else these past 45 minutes. The good doctor was feminine in a matronly way, with exagger...ated, slightly sagging bosoms and generous padding from the waist down. Dr. Philippa Dixon, in person. But... he had the distinct memory that he had come in to talk to a Dr. Philip Dixon, a distinguished grey-bearded gentleman in his 60s, wearing a conservative double-breasted gray suit with an old-fashioned pocket watch dangling from a heavy gold. Claire suddenly reacted with a slight laugh, "Oh, NO. I do NOT fake orgasms with any of you. I gave that up when I left the trade. What you see is what you get ... and I love ALL of you. I look forward to being with each and every one of you ... and I don't think any of you are assholes ... and I love to fuck each of you." She spread her legs and ran two fingers up her slit to entice us. She seductively licked her own juices and cum off her fingers; her other hand simultaneously moved to her. .Make me squirt all over that black dick". I waited a few more minutes until greed took over and holding onto her tits, fucked her nice and hard again, this time leaving my dick inside while she forced another orgasm around it. She looked up at me panting, "One more please" which I was happy to provide. With me laying down on my back she was more than happy to give my cock a ride. Lori was conceived with excitement, when I raised myself of the bed with my shoulder and feet, into like a crab. " Egress commencing," the AI said as the left door slowly opened with another hiss of air.The door opened and fifteen of us stumbled forward into a rather Spartan chamber. Along one wall was a small array of readouts and controls. A lone chair sat in front of the display. To the right was a strange wall seemingly made of a thin plastic, with a red line running from ceiling to floor and exposing a small passage.Linus walked up to the display and readouts. "This looks like the display I saw in.