Bethany and Alyssa struggle

Inflamed by Alyssa’s attempt at escape, you tighten your grip on her head and walk forward, knocking her off balance. She lands spread out on her hands and butt, face to the sky, and you begin pounding her face with vigor. Your balls make small, wet, PLAP sounds as they bounce off her chin.

Thinking quickly, Bethany springs over and seizes Nelson from behind, strong arming her to the floor. Nelson screams in surprise, and grabs Bethany’s coat, unclothing her for the first time this afternoon. You pause for a moment to admire her tight gymnasts body along with her handful sized breasts.

The two of them wrestle for some time, biting, smacking, and spitting until Bethany gains the upper hand. Holding Nelson from behind, she pulls a thick, clear dildo out from her pocket and plunges it into Nelson’s gaping maw, followed by wrapping a copious amount of duct tape around her head. Clarity, though not comfort, returns to Dr Nelson’s face as she realizes who she is.

One patient down, one to go, one who is still jack hammering the human fleshlight beneath him. Alyssa has fully submitted to her facial ****, weakly dry heaving as her stomach has no more slop or spit to shoot onto your cock. You remove your rod for a moment, giving her much needed time to breathe. “Bethany!!!” She pants. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold on!

“Just a little bit longer Alyssa! I ned to fill our other patient in on what happened!!” Bethany begins furiously scribbling information onto a note pad and jams it into Nelson’s hands. You turn around and attempt to **** your cock back into her mouth. Alyssa breathes in deeply and opens wide. Immediately you drop your full body weight onto her face, your balls spread like silly putty over her petite button nose and you begin grinding your pelvis into her chin like a retard. You grip her throat tightly with your dominant hand and jerk yourself through the tight walls of her throat.

Nelson, finally realizing her situation, begins to weep. Bethany leans in and holds her tightly. “We’re gonna fix you Nelson, I promise.” She mumbles. “No hole left behind.” Nelson leans back and begins scribbling a message to Bethany on her note pad. “A plan?” Bethany exclaims. Nelson gags through her dildo in response.

Beneath you, Alyssa is beginning to lose consciousness. Her hands slowly start to slip, and she collapses to the floor. As you lower to your knees to continue pounding her face, Bethany and Nelson spring into action.