Rebeka Black’s steamy doctor exam

“I believe it is,” Alan replied, “You’re a tease, one day someone will upend you and that flow will be deep inside you.”
“Yes,” she agreed. Txxx She did not know what to do, it seemed so intimate, she coud make him scream in agony, but she wanted to make him feel nice so she could torture him again. Then it pulsed again. Alan accompanied Bunty, Bunty was good company, fat lazy but irrepressibly jovial, and Alan laughed at Bunty’s jokes which pleased Bunty greatly for, truth to tell, his jokes were not of the finest quality. “I know,” Alan answered, “Bunty has one up his ass hole.”
There was an astonished gasp and a crump, Miss Jacobs lost her footing as she rode side saddle and she too crashed to the ground. Alan Allenbridge was perhaps the exception, Miss Jacobs’ perfection struck fear into him, he wheeled his horse away rather that wish her good day. She watched with amusement, plotting how to humilliate him. She squeezed and he winced, her fingers cupped his balls and then on an impulse she dipped her head and moistened the tip with her saliva. Miss Jacobs, the body of an angel, beautiful blue eyes, long blonde hair, a heart of stone and the object of if not affection, then certainly lust from every warm blooded male who met her. It twitched again, the eye in the end opened and as she stared it erupted.