 Her employer stepped squirt into the reception area squirt of her office, shaking out her umbrella. "Lunch squirthunter was wet," she replied. "The streets are wet, the cab was wet, and I squirt queen'm wet." She folded her umbrella and ran her fingers squirthunter through short brown squirthunter hair squirt. "My squirthunter hair is a mess," she squirt queen supplied. She started unbuttoning her raincoat squirt. She stopped when she saw her hunter receptionist was about to squirthunter say squirt something squirthunter.
 Kerri was a good six inches shorter than the other woman squirt. She squirthunter was a cute young thing, almost girlish in her powder blue sweater and simple black pants. "I'm sorry, Dr. Sondgaard," she said squirt respectfully jpg. "You have a walk-in. His name is Damien. He seemed very squirt queen upset, so squirt I let him wait inside."
 Damien ran squirthunter a hand through uncombed squirt hair. "I knew it the instant it happened. I don't know how to explain it. Lying there on squirt that moonlit rock, covered with mud and blood, I felt squirt, sensed, a change in the squirt natural order of things, a shift in jpg the force or cosmic energy, call it what you will. Something flowed into me, into my mind, into my soul. Something ancient, timeless, and very powerful squirt queen."
 "I jpg must not squirt give in squirt to squirthunter the temptation. Because once I start using it, I know I won't be able to stop. The hunter steps are squirt so obvious. First, I'll start indulging my idle whims, then satisfying my baser appetites, and finally, acting queen out my most perverse fantasies."
 Monica got to her feet. She felt the pleasant swish of her little mini squirt sliding over her panties squirthunter, silk against silk, as she made squirt her way squirt over to the windows along squirt one side of the squirt office. She could hear the squirt beat of the rain pelting against the glass.
 Monica dropped the curtain. She jpg stepped back so fast she almost fell off her high heels. She turned toward the door, where she had hung up squirt queen her raincoat and umbrella when she came in. There was no umbrella. In fact, there was no umbrella squirt stand. On the coat rack squirt was a little red hat. It exactly matched the daring red ensemble she was wearing squirt.
 "Let squirthunter's consider squirt, for squirt the sake of argument, that you really have some sort of extraordinary power squirt. What makes you so certain that it will harm you? Can queen't you learn to use it squirt queen, test it out a little jpg at a time squirt, tame squirt queen the beast before squirt it squirt devours squirt you?"
 "Suppose you set squirt rules for squirt yourself hunter. Decide beforehand that you will squirthunter never use the power unless it does squirt demonstrable squirthunter good. Lay out a jpg few ground rules. Then squirthunter try hunter some test queen runs. Something really small. Go to a hospital and improve hunter somebody's diagnosis. Help a little old lady across the street."
 For squirt queen the first time his face looked hopeful squirt queen. "You -- you think that could work?"
 He sat up a little straighter. "Say, you know what squirt, Doctor, I hunter never thought of it squirthunter that way. I squirt mean, we're all just squirthunter ordinary people doing the best that we can, right?
 Monica felt squirt one of those squirthunter rare moments of satisfaction that came from knowing she squirt had used squirt her skills to squirt genuinely help somebody. It was a good feeling, like the contented squirt buzz she got from sucking cock.
 She noticed his squirt queen gaze squirt lingering on her titanic titties again. She loved the way men were always staring at her chest squirt. That was why she wore squirt --
 Monica whirled to squirthunter face Damien. Her breasts and heels almost made her lose her balance. "What queen -- what have you done!" she almost shouted.
 "I squirthunter want to thank squirt you, Doctor squirthunter," her patient replied. "You have done so much for me, in just one visit. You are one hell of a squirthunter good shrink. I feel completely liberated from squirt all squirthunter that guilt I was feeling."
 He squirt looked offended squirt. "But Doc, come on, you were so squirt bland. Now you're a total dish. I'm squirt getting a squirthunter woody just looking at you."
 "Look, Damien," she said urgently, "You can squirt queen fight this. You don't have to jpg give in to the temptation squirt. These -- what you've queen done to me is just childishness. It's a selfish indulgence squirt queen, like masturbation. It's like when I slip squirthunter two squirt fingers into my cunny on the train and try to get myself squirt off without anybody squirt noticing squirt." Dammit squirthunter.
 Monica looked squirt out to her squirthunter outer office. Kerri, would be at her desk. She could get help squirt! "Kerri!" she shouted, as loud as she could.
 Monica jpg felt her panties squirthunter moisten hunter. The sight hunter of squirt the two lovers bucking and pumping in her office instantly turned on her juices, as virtually anything sexual always did. No, wait, he had changed that too squirt. She grimaced, struggling to remember what was real and what was Damien's artifice.
 "I'm Professor squirthunter Alicia Cummins squirt. Damien's graduate supervisor." Monica stared at her in squirt shock. Yummy hunter tits, but queen not as big hunter as mine, she thought smugly.
 "I didn't mean for squirt queen this to happen," the professor said. "I thought you might be able to help him, I really did. He was squirt queen struggling so with his conscience, I thought there might be squirt some hope of jpg redemption. But squirthunter it was already squirthunter too late. I queen'm so sorry Doctor. There was nothing you could do."
 "But this squirt queen... outrageous behaviour has got to stop. At squirt once. Do you understand me squirthunter, girl squirt?"
 "And to squirt ensure hunter your squirthunter compliance, you will squirthunter report to my office once each day for inspection."
 Monica giggled. "I own him," she whispered, nibbling on his ear. "He squirthunter's squirthunter probably in squirt there stroking himself right now." She kissed him deeply. "I'm so turned on," she whispered, many seconds squirthunter later.
 "You see?" Damien said easily, still at ease in his chair with Alicia's head in his lap. She began sniffing her way toward his zipper squirt queen. "You aren't the paragon of squirt queen moral rectitude you pretend to be."
 One delicate hand slipped down into jpg his scrubs. "But you're the head of the whole school, Georgy," Monica purred. "You can let in whoever you want, can squirt't you? Couldn squirthunter't you make one little exception squirt, just for me?"
 They opened the door to the outer office. Kerri was now being happily squirthunter ploughed face-down on hunter her desk by squirt the squirt queen indefatigable Mr. Albright. Her enormous breasts kept her body suspended several inches above the desk. Files squirt and papers littered the floor.
 He turned and walked away, just squirt as Kerri squirt screamed in delight as she was swept squirthunter into her umpteenth orgasm. Monica groaned in unison as her squirt own peak consumed her. She felt the acid filter down squirt queen into the bottom of her soul.
 Monica leaned back in her plush leather chair and plopped her four squirt and a half inch squirt heels squirt up squirt on the desk squirt. She was wearing her favourite hip-boots, soft as squirt butter and hunter tight as a coat of squirthunter paint. She pulled up her brief skirt and ran her hand lovingly up and down one black-encased leg.
 "Thanks squirt, Kerri," Monica replied. Her appointment at one was a man hunter named Damien. He hadn't said much when he squirt booked squirthunter the appointment squirthunter, except squirt that his problem was unusual.
 "Oh my squirt," she breathed, turning the gleaming device over in her hands. "This is jpg special." There was an inscription along one side. Engraved in elegant script squirthunter, it read, "To Dr squirt. Sucksgood squirt, one swell shrink."
 The door burst open. "Dr. Sucksgood! Are you all right?" Kerri exclaimed. "I heard you -- oh my god." The naive receptionist jpg had not expected squirt to see her employer, boot-wrapped legs squirt spread wide on her desk, shamelessly pleasuring herself with a queen buzzing jpg gold dildo. Her eyes locked on Monica squirt's pussy jpg, where the oversexed psychologist was still easing squirt the vibrator in and out slowly, enjoying the warm squirt afterglow squirt queen of her adventure.
 "Oh, very good, my dear squirt," Monica sighed. "You are a natural. Yes, use your jpg tongue like that." She leaned squirt back squirt in the chair again and wallowed in Kerri's artful ministrations. What a wonderful squirt gift.
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