Foreword
Connie had never wanted anyone so badly in all her life as she wanted Dr. Parker Evans.
Now she lay, naked on the examining table, looking up into his deep blue eyes. She closed her eyes, as the man's hands came down to examine her breasts. She felt her nipples puckering under his expert manipulations, and her pussy cream flowed heavily from her tight little tunnel of love.
"Well, everything's fine there," he said. He moved down to examine her belly, and her flesh crawled with a growing pleasure, and, her pink petals of sex flesh swelled with lusty blood, as his hands moved expertly over her flat belly.
And then he moved to her love mound, to examine her pussy.
"Well, what do we have here?" he asked, grinning as he saw her juicing muff.
"Well, it's all your fault!" Connie gasped, blushing.
"Then we'll have to do something about it, won't we?" Dr. Evans said. Connie trembled with expectation when she heard the harsh rasping of metal on metal.
The doctor pulled out his massive manly rod, and pressed it against Connie's drooling sex ditch.. . .