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scenario 3

Al sat on the uncomfortable plastic chair, jittery and impatient. He was feeling... Well, he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He felt tired and morose, like he had a cold that wouldn't go away. He had to pick up his nephew from school for his sister. He only just squeezed in an appointment today. He had work the rest of the week. What he really wanted to do was be home in his room, painting and writing. "Mr Kemmerer?" The voice called him away from his thoughts. A young woman stood at the front desk, wearing a crisp white shirt and tight black skirt. "Mr Kemmerer?" She called again. Al stood stood up quickly and went over to her. "Uh, hello. Mr Al kemmerer, I presume?" Al nodded, "I'm Dr Jayme Reynolds. I'll be filling in for your regular doctor as they are on holidays. Please, follow me." Jayme turned and headed to an examination room. Al noticed her plump hips and full ass swaying hypnotically. "Are you coming?" Startled and a little red faced Al hurried after her trying to look anywhere else. He sat on the exam table while prepared her notes on him. "So Al, if I may call you that, what seems to be the problem?" he mouth fucked her pussy. Jayme screamed in ecstasy as Al stroked her clit and fingered her at the same time. It was a good thing the room was soundproofed for privacy. Panting Jayme exclaimed, "My turn!" Just as Al had fantasized Jayme gobbled his beautiful cock into her moutShe looked up at him. Al stared, she had the most wonderful blue eyes he'd ever seen, the afternoon sun crept through the blinds, playing on her dark blonde hair. She looked just like an angel. Clearing his throat Al said, "I'm not sure. I just feel bland all the time. I'm starting to worry if I'm depressed or something." Jayme listened carefully. "Let's check your responses." She knelt in front of him, tapping his knee lightly, making him jump involuntary. Al couldn't help but imagine her red shiny lips closing around his big pulsing cock. All of a sudden her small, warm hand slid up his inner thigh, cutting his daydream. Al thought he had misunderstood until her hand climbed higher. Jayme shot him a mischievous grin as she unzipped his pants. "I think I know the problem, but we should investigate further." Her hand was so warm and silky as she rubbed Al's cock. With her free hand she put his on her large bouncy breasts. Al squeezed them and Jayme moaned and flushed. Al was rapidly swelling from her attentive hands. Jayme rose, pushing Al down onto the bed. Swaying her hips she wiggled out of skirt. It was cold from the air conditioning. "Warm me up!" She ordered, crouching over him. If her hands were warm then her pussy was burning hot. She wasn't gentle as she rode him, pushing his face against her tits to so he would suck and tickle them. She pulled back. "Cum on my face!" She commanded. Al complied, spilling his load on Jayme's angelic face as she smiled at him. Jayme thought what a delicious man he was, his hair running through her fingers, kissing him, with her tongue exploring his mouth. What gorgeous eyes he had! She noticed them immediately and knew she had to have them looking up at her as h hungrily. Al touched her hair curly blonde head in wonder. He loved her already. After cumming hotly in Jayme's luscious mouth she got up. "We're out of time, but I think I fixed the issue." Al did feel lighter, more at ease. But he was also sad he had to leave, knowing she was a temp and wouldn't be there next time. Did she feel anything for him at all? He worried. He wanted to see her again, to get to know her. He obediently got redressed and walked back to the reception. "Here's my card, if you want a second opinion," Jayme told him, handing it over in a very business like fashion. Sullenly Al took it, not looking as he went to his car. He finally gathered the courage to look at the card when he stopped at a red traffic light.

CUM FIND ME xxx

Al's eyes widened enjoy when he realised it had an address and phone number. Nothing could wipe the smile off Al's face all evening, not even when his sister pestered him over something. He was going to get his second opinion tomorrow.
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