With no rhyme or reason, he was just stabbing me with his cock; ass or pussy made no difference. A soft, warm, wet hole was all that was needed or des...ired. Words barely came to me; I was just emitting sounds of absolute pleasure as he used me up.Finally, with a few deep, slow strokes, he pulled his throbbing cock free and a few loud grunts later, he dumped an absolutely massive load of cum on my chest, tits, and face. I sat up as best I could; literally every part of me was shaking. And againemily):‎ "aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh yes dont stop aaaaahhhh fuck me harder oohhhh god deeeeppppeeerrrr" i scream feeling you jam into me each time i fall down the bulge in my tummy moving each time as i cream you again as you hit my gspot the team telling you not to cum yetsc):‎ you look at our audience smiling as I slam my cock into you again and again "that's it, little girl, beg for my cock, I love to hear you say that" I feel your hand stroking the bulge in your belly, it's like. I didn’t care how it looked. It was fucking hot.I arrived at the theatre for his “private workshop”, wearing my usual tight jeans. Upon entering the small theatre, I noticed an exclusive light on the stage where a table rested. There was also a tub of body grease! Suddenly, I heard a disembodied voice, “Please go to the stage.” I did, but was a little taken aback by responding only to a voice. “Where are you?”, I nervously said. “I’ll be down soon”, he responded. “Don’t keep me. Debbie pulled her sweater out of her jeans and crossed her hands, pulling it over her neck and placing it beside her on the table. "That's better" the doctor stated, looking directly at Debbie's black bra. The doctor placed the stethoscope against Debbie's chest, listening intently to her heart as his pinky rested against the trim on her bra. Debbie looked down as she instinctively breathed in and out, causing her breasts to balloon out and back in with each breath. The doctor moved the scope.