I took his penis in my hand and started to suck his penis in order to clean it. He was so desperate to have sex with me but I made him wait and seduced him by dancing before him. I removed my bra and panty and started feeling myself leaning into the wall. After few minutes of seduction his sexual feelings burst out from him, came to me and hugged me with my breasts squeezing on to his hairy chest. His big penis was pressing on my belly. He lifted me by my ass and put me on the patient’s check up bed and spread my legs and placed his face between them. Then I started to feel something wet moving on my pussy which gave me unexpected pleasure. After few minutes of pussy lick he put a condom on his penis and slowly inserted it into my pussy. He was fucking me faster and so harder. Even though there was air condition in the room we both were sweating so well. Then he lies down on the floor and I sat over him placing his penis inside my pussy. I moved my hips in circular way. After doing. I had only been coming honestly to get out of the house and wasn’t even the biggest fan of the local music scene. Both times I was there I noticed her though. I decided to give being friendly with her a shot. I sat down across from her at the table in the corner. I smiled and said ‘Hey! My name’s Jim. How you doing?’ She nodded slightly, and twirled some lettuce around with her fork. I decided to try again. ‘I’ve been here twice now…it’s not bad. I’ve seen you here both times. I think I’ve at least said hi to everyone but you at this point.’ I said cheerfully. She mumbled something. It sounded like ‘Hello.’ I chatted while I ate a slice of pizza, talking about the band that had just played and some mediocre song that they performed. I babbled on for minutes trying to strike up conversation, trying everything, until she looked up at me and I was a little taken aback to see anger in her eye. She was pissed, big time. ‘Come to see the scar?’ she demanded, her voice suddenly full of.
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