Fix my doc

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Fix my Doc

I've been having stomach pains all damn day. It's so aggravating too. I schedule an appointment with my new dr who I haven't met yet but now about to. I picked up my keys from the table and walking right out the house to my car. After a forty minute drive I parked my car in the parking lot; cutting off the loud roaring engine. I pick up my purse and phone from the passenger seat making sure I got everything with me. I got out of my adorable mustang walking straight into to building to the receptionist desk. "How may I help you?" I put on a smile even though I felt like pure shit. "Um hello I have a eleven thirty appointment with my dr his name is. Michael Jackson." She started typing away as she asking me my name and date of birth. "He will be with you any minute." I nod sitting in the waiting room. I heard my name being called from the left side of the room. I got up grabbing my things walking into the room. "He will be here shortly." I smiled and waited looking around the office and the interesting painting of Picasso. "Picasso." I jump at the unexpected voice that rarely came into the room. I turn to see a Jheri curl, light skin, tall man with a clip board in his hand and staring directly at me with a pen in his mouth. "Uh yea I know." His perfectly eyebrow raised with a grin on his face. "So I see you know your art work?" I smiled at him remembering my husband has good hands with his art. "Yes, my husband to art at home." He nod still keeping a smile. "So what's wrong here? You seem to have abdomen pains.. When's your last period?" To come the think of it my period late. "Last month the end of that month." He nod jotting it down in his note book. "Alright..if you just change into this and lay like this with your feet on these. I nod going into the bathroom taking off all my clothes and putting the hospital dress on. I walk back into the room, laying in the bed and putting my feet up feeling the air hit my womanhood. "Alright, I will just check down there to see any not normal things." I nod feeling something cold being stick it and moving to open me up wider. I felt his finger moving inside of me while I held in a moan to keep him from hearing me. I then felt him pump faster adding another finger till I couldn't held it in no more. I felt my stomach tied in knots while holding onto the bedding. I felt something wet hit my clit while he still pump in out of me. He took whatever that thingy was out of me and stood up. I heard pants being unbuckled and moved from him. I look over to see the huge bulge that once were in his pants hang down hard and freely for me. He walked over to me pulling off the long gown. He smiled as my perky breast faced him and my naked figure standing. He leaned down to kiss me the trailed them down to my neck I gasp gripping on to his hair that was once held into a pony tail. "Mm mm.." I felt him grin against my bare chest as he latched on it hard while rubbing the other one. I moan a little louder. I switch him around grinning as I take his huge length into my soft hands bringing my mouth licking his tip. I heard him moan tilting his head backwards and his hands took a grip of my hair. "Fuuck! Right there." I moan sending vibrations to him as I bobbed my head up and down on him. I felt himself jerk inside as his hot juices slide down my throat. He got up lifting me up and laying me down. Without warning he slammed into me and handing me a pillow to scream in. I grab it putting over my face while he thirst harder and harder into me. I wrap my legs around his waist pulling him closer and my nail dig in his back. I felt my self reaching my peak. I screamed his name loud feeling myself shake violently against him. Panting heavily he got up and started licking my squeaky clean then sitting me art. "So.. Did .. I fix your problem?" He said between breaths. I smile kissing him one more time. "Yes you did me Jackson." He smiled wrapping his arms around my back."I love you too Mrs Jackson."

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