tasteful

damnit!

Breathing in deep, type smacked his lips a bit, to then move from his side, to his back to then furrow his brow to then place a hand to his stomach has it started to churn.
Groaning, type went to his other side to then slowly open his eyes to look about, he then slightly looked up to then sit up to place a hand to his forehead.
"Damn...... What.... Are you doing....."
Type then hung his head to peer his eyes down to his upper without a shirt to then bring up the blanket to cover himself to turn to his other side to take in very deep breathes, all he could remember was the nurse, he then moved the blanket up to eye he was without any clothing to then take it back down to look to the wall.
"You raped me!"
Mr. Vanuro who sat to the side of the bed, awaiting this moment, rolled his eyes to then pull out his phone, to then move to the other side to then place it in front of his eyes, type Furrowed his brow to then dart his eyes over the footage to raise an eye brow.
"Your recorded this...... Didn't try to stop it?"
"Do you not see how you were?"
Type made a hard face to then turn to lay to his other side to feel his stomach churning.
"Why aren't I wearing a shirt?"
Mr. Vanuro looked down to shut off his phone.
"I was curious to why you weren't taking it off, then you did. How do you have such a..... Body like that Mr. Tamura?"
Type squeezed his eyes tightly shut.
"God......"
Type then got up to go quick to the bathroom to then place his head in the toilet, the doctor then got up to go to the dresser to then grab a blanket to then go to the nurse to drap it over, he then stepped back to eye over.
"Mr. Tamura? I very much want to know how you were able to achieve such a....."
Type threw up more to then take his head out to breathe heavily.
"Great...... Your going to lust after me now.....ugh......"
Type then placed his head right back in the toilet.
Mr. Vanuro tilted his head to the side.
"Is that what others did when they saw?"
Type moved his head back up to then flush the toilet to wrap the blanket around to go to the sink to wash his mouth out to then consume has much water has he could.
The doctor stayed back to eye over him.
The nurse then strightened up to look himself over in the mirror to then furrow his brow has he saw teeth marks to his shoulder, he then turned his head to look to the doctor.
"You didn't....."
"No. You told me to bite, I have that on the video has well."
Type turned his head back to hang it.
"Delete that!" He said through gritted teeth.
The doctor looked down to then step to the nurse to then place it before his head to then delete.
"So far I have done everything you have asked and you have not answered me Mr. Tamura."
Type took in a deep breathe to then turn the other way to go around the doctor.
"I honestly don't know. Don't even go to a gym regularly."
The doctor turned to follow, type then went to sit to the edge of the bed to take in a deep breathe to then sign to hang his head has he felt something come out his ass.
"Eeew....."
The doctor stopped before him to eye over.
"We....a few times....."
"Mm.... Great......"
Mr. Vanuro then went about to sit to the other side, to then place his phone to his pocket too then move his hand up to place a finger to his blanket to then start to pull down, he had been looking at that body all night.
Type turned his head to look over him, to then bring up a hand to smack it away to then place the blanket more over himself.
"Don't!"
Mr. Vanuro darted his eyes over him.
"Are you ashamed? You really shouldn't be."
Type looked the doctor up and down.
"Who would be ashamed! However I have seen what is in your eyes, in so many other people, just get out!"
Mr. Vanuro flexed his jaw.
"How am I to be blamed? It is not my fault I have not seen that type of body on a woman or a man. But you are not just a body."
Types lips parted to then dart his eyes to then flop down to close his eyes .
"Mm....."
Mr. Vanuro looked him over to place his hands behind himself to go back.
"Have you've ever wanted to know why you have such a......"
Type shrugged.
"Maybe genetics."
"So your mother and father had bodies like yours?"
Type turned his head to look up .
"I do not want to talk about my family with you. I don't want to hear about your and....."
"My family is in America, all of them. I am the only one here."
Type made a confused face.
"But your Thai right? You don't look American."
"They all originally were from here, migrated to the states over 100 years ago."
Type gulped.
"A..... Hundred......jeez how old are you?"
"367."
Types eyes widen.
"Ugh...... Ive slept with a great great great...."
Mr. Vanuro rolled his eyes has the nurse kept saying great, he then moved his hand up to place to types lower with the blanket that was over it.
Type stopped to peer his eyes down to then turn his head to look to the doctor.
"What the hell are you doing? I'm hungover."
"Well.......has you were a bit ago, even though we....... The alcohol that I gave you, can smell it leaving your blood, you won't let me taste, I can understand that, then..... Let me taste something else."
Type started to breathe heavily has he watched the doctor start to go down after he removed the blanket from his lower not his upper.
Type pressed his head to the bed to then lift his head up.
"Just..... Just....nnn.....a.....mm.... Blow job...."
Type then placed his hands over the doctors head to move it up and down to let this happen