This is Peggy, right?’ ‘Hi,’ Peggy offered. ‘Hello Peggy.’ She went back to her typing. They walked through the office door and down the hal...lway. They passed the several small rooms where the doctor usually saw his patients. At the end of the hall they opened a door marked ‘private’ and entered the office of Dr. Randall Phelps. For four years Dr. Phelps had run a successful smoking cessation clinic. His practice had grown as word of his success in helping people rid themselves of tobacco. ” We waited until the afternoon and drove to Claire’s mother’s house. Claire opened the door and we went to her bedroom upstairs and packed up clothes and other items. We were ready to go when Claire hesitated, then turned to me. “Fuck me on my bed. I used to masturbate thinking some guy would come along to fuck my pussy.” Claire stooped down and pulled down my shorts. My cock quickly engorged. Claire pulled her top off exposing her firm small breasts and hardened nipples. I took off my shirt. I guess I wanted to make sure that she didn’t look elsewhere for income. I guess it worked, because she was always available whenever I asked, except for her minimum wage job work hours.This was different for a workaholic like me who had depended on sluts and gangbangs for my sexual release. Nothing personal in them at all. She was a real person and I was getting hooked into her.Then the clincher. As I was coupled with her she said softly, “Your maleness is very similar to the father of my. It was so fucking hot, being blown in the store, not knowing if customers were waiting outside. It wasn’t long till I could feel the pressure building in my balls. I started to fuck him more, driving my cock deep, pumping faster as I got closer to the edge. He licked my cock and balls, stroking my slathered cock, saying, “God yes, cum in my mouth, I want your hot fucking load. Fill my mouth.” I grabbed his head and violently fucked his mouth, slamming my cock down his throat, hammering his.