I told him to stop.

But he didn't listen. Dr. John **** himself between my legs until I could feel his cock pressing against me. I tried to break free but Lance held me still.

"Please, don't," I beg. "I'm married."

"So am I," he said, and then **** himself into me.

It hurt, which seemed to turn him on even more. He laughed and started thrusting roughly in and out of me.
I tried to think of something else. I felt ashamed when my body started to orgasm.

He pulled out of me and I thought it was over. Instead, he rolled me over and drove himself into me from behind. He pushed my head down on Lance's cock, which was rock hard.

"Suck it," he ordered. Unable to do anything else, I went along.

A few minutes later they both filled me with cum and I passed out. When I woke, Dr. John was gone and Lance was dressed. I was curled up on the exam table with semen dripping from my pussy. I couls still taste Lance's salty cum in my mouth. Some of it had begun to dry on my face.

"Please help me find some clothes," I pleaded.