An abstraction rested on the easel and the two flower pieces were propped below. The work was unfamiliar to him, the artist’s initials , ‘S.M.’ ...o help. ‘No one I recognize’, Orcutt admitted. ‘Man or woman?’ ‘Impossible to tell for sure, Sir. The work is bold, vigorous, sensual, erotic actually. The flower pieces remind me of O’Keeffe at her most daring, but the drawing is firmer, more resilient. As for the abstraction it’s quite gorgeous, juicy with color and its hints of sensual organic. He drew her fingers into his mouth and licked them. Reaching up, he fondled her breasts. “Oh God, you taste and feel so good,” he finally said, his voice weak and longing for more. “Do you want to kiss them, Ted?” “More than anything, I do.” She let the straps fall and exposed her breasts at the level of his face. Ted was almost dizzy at this sight. He leaned in to her, kissing and sucking her nipples and then burying his face between her breasts. Becca reached below and was playing with his. ‘Did You!’ I insisted and rubbed the tip of my cock against her pussy lips and up to her clit.‘Yes I did it. I let the air out to get you here..’ She admitted. “So that we could fuck?’ I asked. ‘Yes.. So you could fuck me, now will you get on with IT!’I pushed forward and forced my cock deep and deeper into her cunt. ‘Jesus Fucking Mary!’ She yelled out! Then I began to fuck her. I held her stocking leg up and pushed and humped her cunt with deep hard hip thrusts. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Again. I waited patiently for my turn and in about ten minutes, the doctor called me in. He was happy to see me. “Oyee!! You are so dirty. Wash up in the room and I will see you in a sec” he said. He handed me a stipend patient’s gown and I figured he wanted me to change into that. I went into the wash basin behind the curtain, cleaned myself up and stripped down to my jockeys. I slipped into the clinical gown and tied the knot in the front. Doc asked me to stand on the height-weight machine facing.
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