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The brat got more than she bargained for when the doctor decided to teach her a lesson about being a naughty woman... He showed her how a real alpha male treats a woman in the bedroom, giving it to her LONG, HARD, AND UNPROTECTED!
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Fertile For The Doctor’s Load
Copyright, 2017, All Rights Reserved
Kandice Stowe
This is a work of fiction. The characters in this story and all of my stories are 18 years or older.
A taste of the nastiness ahead:
My doctor was so sexy as he pulled his cock from his blue jeans and wiped it on my face. It was sweaty and smelled masculine, and I instinctively opened wide and did what I knew he wanted of me.
“Just like that,” he muttered, thrusting his cock into my nineteen year old mouth, as I slurped the thick rod graciously. His big hands stroked my soft hair and he ran his fingers through it as he let out a series of deep moans. “Your mouth is so nice and tight; so wet too,” he muttered. “I can’t wait to stick my cock in your pussy… Oh, honey, isn’t this so wrong?”
I groaned with pleasure as I felt him stretching my lips wide apart. His cock was thick, and I knew when he put it in my virgin pussy it was going to hurt so bad, but I couldn’t wait. I was ready for him to punish me for being a slut… He’d caught me out in the countryside making out with a guy from my college, and he’d been so pissed off.
“No one is going to have you before me… You’re nineteen and you’re mine, Suzanne.”
**
I took a deep breath. I was tired of being in trouble by my dad. I was a sophomore in college and only saw him on the weekends. I was riding back from the countryside with his friend, my doctor, from a place they called lover’s retreat. My breasts were practically popping out of my shirt; I have to admit I looked pretty slutty. I’d been up there with Brian Smith, the most popular guy at my college. He was hot, muscular, and everybody said he was so big down below – but unfortunately I wouldn’t know, because my dad’s friend had been doing a house call up at a cabin in the woods and had just finished when my father called and told him he suspected I was at lover’s retreat.