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up my cunt!" she
demanded crudely, gripping the far side of the examination couch.
"Really give it to me!"
    Withdrawing
his knob, Larry grabbed the trembling girl's hips and drove his
glans deep into her cunt with a vengeance. His belly slapping her
weal-lined buttocks, his balls smacking her fleshy mons, he took
the girl to her second shuddering orgasm, her wails resounding
throughout the building as his sperm gushed, filling her tight love
tunnel. Again and again he drove his pulsating knob deep into her
accommodating cuntal sheath, his spunk flowing, oozing from her
bloated hole and running over his swinging balls, splattering her
twitching inner thighs.
    "Doctor
Lickman! Doctor Lickman, I know you're in there!" Monica bellowed,
thumping on the door as Brigit's orgasmic cries reverberated around
the room. "I know what you're up to! Who's in there with you?"
    "I'm... I'm
only looking for something!" he gasped as his balls finally
drained.
    "Let me in!"
Monica cried. "There's someone to see you!"
    "Ah! Ah!
Who... who is it?"
    "Mr Ingram
Ravenhugh."
    "Ingram...
God, you're hot!"
    "I'm not? I'm
not what?"
    "Nothing. I'm
just coming, Monica. I've come!"
    "You've won?
What have you won?"
    "Ask him to
come back later!"
    Slipping his
glistening member out of Brigit's drowning pussy, Larry leaned on
the examination couch, steadying himself as the girl hauled her
quivering body up. "God, that was good!" he gasped. "You're a
bloody good fuck!"
    "And it was
close!" Brigit giggled, kneeling before him and licking her cunny
juice from his wet shaft. "She knows what you're up to, Larry," she
warned, lapping up the heady blend of spunk and girl-cream from his
bulbous glans.
    "I'll have to
get rid of the old bat, there's no other way!" he gasped as Brigit
engulfed his knob within her hot mouth and gently sucked. "The
trouble is, she knows too much."
    "He's coming
back later!" Monica hissed through the door. "He was carrying a
briefcase!"
    "Jesus fucking
Christ!" Larry whispered agitatedly. "Who the hell could it have
been?"
    "I don't
know," Brigit murmured, slipping the meaty morsel from her mouth
and climbing to her feet.
    "Are you
coming, Doctor Lickman?"
    "I can't, not
yet, anyway!"
    "What?"
    "Yes, yes
right away, Monica."
    Composing
himself, Larry zipped his trousers. About to open the door, he
heard Monica dash down the hall to answer the phone. "Saved by the
bell - again!" he chuckled jubilantly.
    "Quick, let's
get out of here," Brigit whispered as she finished dressing. "This
is our chance."
    "I'll stay
here for a while," Larry replied. "You go and calm the old bat
down, and I'll join you shortly."
    "Have you ever
fucked Lily?"
    "No, but I
intend to at my earliest convenience. Why do you ask?"
    "No reason.
I'll see you later."
    Bolting the
door as Brigit slipped out of the room, Larry reclined on the
examination couch wondering who the briefcase man could be. Either
the vat man or the taxman, he reflected fearfully. Unless Gina
Cology had contacted the BMA!
     
     

Chapter
Two
     
    "Doctor
Lickman must have said where he was going, Brigit!" Monica snapped.
"I've not seen him for over two hours!"
    "He said that
he had to go out, but he didn't say where to," the flustered girl
replied, wondering what Larry was doing in the bondage room.
"Perhaps it's a secret?"
    "A secret?
This is ridiculous, it really is. Miss Kneetrembler couldn't wait
any longer, there have been several phone calls... he has no idea
how to run his practice, no idea at all! It's shambolic! I don't
know who was in that room with him, but I'll find out! And where's
Lily Dyke? She ran off ages ago screaming about one-eyed
monsters!"
    "It's no good
asking me, Monica, because I don't know."
    "It's like
working in a lunatic asylum! That girl's mentally insane -
deranged! Well, I have a dental appointment - you'll have to hold
the fort until I get back."
    "OK, I'll see
you later."
    "I'll only be
half-an-hour or so. Actually, between you and me, I'm not going to
the