This was the way it always was with Dr. Whitmore: she turned her patient on, got her warmed up, and let her experience ecstasy at least once before making the patient service her in return. Madame White was the persona she donned to escape from normality and indulge her darkest, most sadistic tendencies. Sometimes, though, you just need a head in your lap. This was one of those times, and Luann had shown herself worthy of such an honor several times. While she wasn't the most talented of patients, she was learning quickly what turned her on and what did not. It helped that Luann also attended her club, the VIP Room (aka dungeon) of the locally famous Pink Diamond Lounge & Sports Bar. Oh, if only the public knew what they were
really
paying for...
But enough talk. As she laid her firm ass upon the table, Tamara quickly undressed the rest of the way. She smiled down at the good doctor as she straddled her, receiving a smile in return; this was her favorite part. Not only did get she get her own tits orally massaged, the patient's hair was rather titillating between her legs as she ate Dr. Whitmore out. Dr. Whitmore started dove right in, sucking on Tamara's left nipple as she fondled the nurse's right breast. Luann, meanwhile, was mimicking her doctor. She planted numerous soft, sensuous kisses upon the older woman's tender flesh and brushed her fingers up Chelsea's thighs just lightly enough to tickle her. Most women would have fidgeted at least a little - some slight jump or twitch - but Chelsea had incredible self-control. She didn't even breathe abnormally as her body heated up, her nipples grew harder than rocks, and her legs instinctively parted to allow for greater freedom.
Tamara, on the other hand, had her eyes closed and was biting her lower lip hard as her nipples were stimulated. It was like electricity flowing through her, making her want to jump - but she did not. She only tensed a little and ran her fingers through her lover's hair. She couldn't help but let out a little moan as the feel of hair upon her ass and pussy made her tingle. She went home to this beautiful doctor every evening, and the pair shared a body pillow and satin sheets. This right here, however, was the reason they never had sex at home; they didn't have to.
And then there was Luann...sweet, tender, juicy, delicious, sexy, and occasionally wild - but that's just the way redheads were. They weren't sexually infamous for nothing. Luann's lips clung greedily to Chelsea's pussy as her tongue slowly delved into the doctor's pussy. She flicked her tongue around lightly before gyrating it like a slick ball rolling around inside a slicker pipe. She suckled that pussy like there was no tomorrow, and she let her tongue do its job. Even Chelsea couldn't handle this forever - no woman could, no matter how much more they could endure than a man - a fact that began to show after ten minutes of lesbian lovin'.
Slowly, but surely, Dr. Whitmore's self-control began to ebb. Her gorgeous tits started to heave with deeper breathing; her legs began to squirm a bit, as though restless; and Tamara, who had begun to moan at the sensations Chelsea was giving her, noticed that Dr. Whitmore's sucking of her dark-pink nipples was growing ever more frantic. Mere moments after this mental observation, Tamara gasped as Chelsea bit into her left nipple and simultaneously pinched her right. She kept it up, too, clearly trying to devour her assistant.
Luann was speeding things up as well. She was tongue-fucking Chelsea's pussy now with reckless abandon. She started sucking up all the juices the doctor's pussy was spouting. The doctor was starting to moan now, and Tamara was holding the sexually cannibalistic doctor's head more firmly. Tamara's nipples were begging to be let go now but Tamara knew that wouldn't happen. She was crying out, half in pain and half in ecstasy, but it was nothing to the pleasure that was prompting the doctor to start moaning into the nurse's tits.
Finally, Chelsea could take it no more. Her body started tensing up rapidly, her muscles contracting as her head came away from the nurse's nipple. Tamara felt relief as Chelsea started massaging her tits, and Chelsea started crying out.