The Good Doctor by S.L. Hendrickson

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The Good Doctor

(S.L. Hendrickson)


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Beverly opened up the door. She was a somewhat attractive large woman wearing a one piece dress.

"Thank you for coming doctor."

They went into the kitchen. "So what seems to be the problem?"

"It's my hip."

"Did you fall or bump into something?"

"No, it's just very sensitive."

He sat in the chair. She got between his legs and pulled up the dress. He pulled down the panty and inspected the area. There was no bruising or skin discoloration. He ran his hand over the area and she shivered. "Let's get these off." He pulled down the panties and she stepped out of them. He massaged the hip more firmly more sexually.

"What time does your husband get home?"

She looked at the clock, "Not for two more hours."

"Where is Crystal?"

"At a friend's, she won't be home until late."

He moved one hand around and ran the finger tips up and down between the big cheeks. The other hand found the moist folds. He moved the fingers around and sucked and chewed on the hip.

"Oh, yes doctor, that's the right spot."

Sucking on the hip was getting her wet. The smell of her pussy was driving his lust and not getting anything earlier made him want her even more. "I want you."

"Yes, doctor, I want it too."

She got on the table. He quickly got off the lab coat and dropped his pants. The cock went in so easily. The pussy was sopping wet. He kissed her and realizing that he never kissed Ivy and was determined that next time it would be different. She put her arms around his neck. He bucked into her hard getting rid of his lust and frustration.

"Yes, it's so good, oh, it's never too hard."

He just held on to her and bucked even harder and she was moaning from the powerful orgasm that was bathing his cock and getting his balls wet. It was his time to groan as the cock erupted and it was so wonderful to shoot his load into a wet, hot pussy.

"Thank you doctor."

"Thank you."

She reached down and felt the soaked pussy. As he pulled up his pants, she asked, "Are you screwing my daughter?"

"Ah, yes."

"Good she needs it. Don't worry I have her on the pill."