Nope, but someone else can

You bellow with mindless rage as you reach down and snatch Bethany’s hair up to your waist. Her feet give out from underneath of her and she falls onto her ass, her upper body weight now held entirely by your fist.

“UNNNNNGGHHHHHH!!!!” you scream as your retard strength rips the strap entirely out of its manifold. You are now completely free, and obviously enraged that you had been denied access to your peter. Stroking it slowly and firmly, you raise the head up to Bethany’s rosy pink lips.

“Bethany! I’ve treated patients like this before! You need to stay calm and give him what he wants, while we figure out what his 2nd hole is!” shouts Dr Nelson.

“Are we sure that’s a good idea now Nelson?” whispers Dr Bethany. “This man is strong enough to take on 6 men right now. On top of that his dick is like 10 inches long.” A good 7 inches of your cock sticks out of her cheek. “His rage will only be subdued by ejaculating, Nelson; I don’t know how long my throat can hold on for.”

“I can chip in if you need me to Dr Bethany!” chirps Alyssa. “If we all chip in together we can find a cure for sure!”

Dr Bethany sighs through her nose, and opens her mouth.

You instantly ram the back of her mouth with the rock hard head of your dick. Straining, you squeeze her head hard, and attempt to fit as many inches as you can. She coughs hard, hissing tightly out the sides of her mouth. Roughly 6 inches in, you reach a breaking point and begin firmly thrusting yourself into her tonsils, triggering tight, rhythmic *GUCKS* from the petite blonde between your knees.

Dr Nelson smacks her fist against her up turned palm. “Ok Alyssa, i’m somewhat rare 2 hole cases, I’ve seen patients that require a stimuli of their own, sometimes nipple, sometimes ball, but you have to time your stimulus to his own rhythm. The only way we’re getting him out of this trance is if we can make him cum!”

“Ok Dr! Try seeing if you can figure anything out! I’m going to switch with Dr Bethany here so you guys can work together!”

Alyssa kneels at your feet. Dr Bethany’s throat is beginning to open up, and you’re starting to break ground on getting deeper into her mouth. As you pump harder and faster into her throat, Alyssa positions herself next to Dr Bethany, awaiting her opening.

You pump harder and harder, starting to lose control of your motions. You pull back just a bit too far and Dr Bethany turns her head, spitting you out in the process. Alyssa takes her chance and swallows all 10” of you whole.

You pause for a minute as your body swells with pleasure, Dr Bethany’s head still firmly in your grip. You thrust your hips slowly, in, in, in, and begin fucking Alyssa’s tight wet throat with reckless abandon. You release one hand from the doctor and run your fingers through the nurse’s hair, coming to a cold, tight, grip at the top of her scalp. You thrust in and out passionately, softly moaning as you do so.

Dr Nelson falls into a panic. She stomps her feet and waves her hands in the air. “I knew we shouldn’t do this!” she cries. “We’re gonna lose our residency’s for sure and we’re gonna have to move to some shitty clinic in Tijuana!”

“Nelson, I need you to stay with me here” chokes Bethany. We need to figure out what that second hole is. But I can’t think with him ripping my hair out of my skull! Come down here and see if you can get me free while Alyssa distracts him!”

Dr Nelson kneels down behind Dr Bethany and begins attempting to pry your fingers off of Bethany’s hair. Unfortunately for them, you have a pretty fucking strong grip, and, even more unfortunately for them, you notice. You’re also, pretty pissed off.

You pull yourself out of Alyssa with a quick “MMGPH” and release the two damsels in your grasp, turning your attention to the annoying, young, big breasted blonde woman kneeling behind them. She gets up and tries to run off, but stumbles when you grab the sleeve of her tight, buxom doctor’s coat. She frantically unbuttons the jacket and attempts to flee, but not before you step over the two now incapacitated heroines in front of your feet. You rip her bra off, revealing two exquisite bouncing boobies. Her pretty pink nipples match the color of her lips.

Dr Nelson screams in terror, as you dig your sweaty palms into her hair. Lifting her full body weight by her scalp, you toss her onto a rolling examination table. She lands on her back, her head dangling off the edge. Frantically, she scans the bottom half of the room, her eyes coming to a rest on your soaking wet approaching cock. She screams out in horror.

You rush in and plug her screaming mouth with your now raging cock. Her muffled screams turn to stifled chokes, and she retches out a thick watery stream of vomit onto your pelvis and ballsack. Her attempts to escape were futile, as you had pinned her arms down on either side of her. You begin heatedly forcing your dick into her gaping mouth, watching her titties bounce up and down from the **** of your thrusting. Loud *PLAP* sounds fill the room.