C2 OH FUCK!!!!

“Oh fuck!”. Ann groaned, biting her lower lip as her right hand traveled down slowly to her pussy. Her left hand caressed and played with her left breast. She was so intoxicated with pleasure that she let out a deep moan,” Ahhh…Ahhh”. Her eyes were forced closed when her fingers came in contact with the lips of her dampen cunt. She was filled with the waves of sensation when she started rubbing her cunt vigorously. She was engrossed with the deep sensation all in- between her legs as she rubbed it rapidly. She arched her back and lifted her hips.

“Ahhh…oh…yessss…yes yes fuck me…fuck me…fuckkkkkkkkk…..”. She moaned louder in a high pitch voice as she reached her climate and released a wave of white fluid out from her entrance.

She sat up with her elbow as she tried to catch her breath she has been holding for a long while. “Ugh…”. She groan when she remembered she had an appointment with a sex doctor.

Ann hamburger is her name. She's tall and has a perfect body shape that every man admires; big ass, big boobs. She has well tanned skin and long red hair that reached the level of her back. She's a twenty six years old woman and people who don't know her might think that she is eighteen due to her flawless and tender body structure. She is twenty six years old and a sex addict. Her body is highly sensitive to every man or woman's touch. She finds it hard to control herself. Her boyfriend had dumped her last week because he had caught her cheating on him numerous times and when she tries to explain he didn't care to listen so she had no choice than to move until her best friend, Silver introduce her to Marcus Morris, the popular sex doctor in California and all over the united state.

She had told her he was the only one who could help her and had explained to her how he had helped a lot of women in this kind of condition. After she had urged her and gave her the reason why she should go even when she rejected the offer, she had no choice but to go. Silver has offered her an invitation card to meet Marcus Morris which she accepted and today is the day she has an appointment with Marcus Morris, by ten o'clock.

She hastened up into the bathroom, brushed her teeth before dashing into the cold tub. She had a quick bath before she came out of the bathroom after drying her body. She raced to her wardrobe and in a rush she brought out a red gown and her underwear. She wore it and rushed towards the mirror. She's twenty minutes late so she didn't have much time to apply make up on her face. She brushed her hair before she parked it up in a high ponytail. She grabbed her pick bag and her phone. She wore her brow boost before rushing out of her one room apartment which wasn't far from the room.

“Saint Antonio hospital”. Ann said to the cabman immediately had boarded the taxis before she she slid inside. “Please hurry up, I am late”. She said and the cabman nod in response. He sped up the car.

Few minutes later, they arrived at the hospital and she paid the cabman before she went out.

She stood with her mouth open as she gawked at the huge skyscraper in front of her. She hasn't seen a hospital this big like that and she even wondered if she's at the right place. Without thinking much, she ran inside and waited patiently for the automatic glass door to open before she entered.

“Madam, may I know why you are here?”. The lady at the receptionist table asked, making her stop and turn.

"I don't have much time ma, I have appointments with Marcus Morris". Ann said politely as she reviewed the card she was holding to her face.

“Okay, you can go, the tenth floor”. The lady said and she quickly rushed into the elevator.

She tapped the ten button before the door closed and it proceeded up. She breathed out nervously as she could feel blood swelling in her temple. She placed her palm on her chest, calming herself down before the door beeped open and she came out, admiring the beauty of the hallway. She ambled down the hallway, scanning around till she found a door that was writing the name of “Marcus Morris”. She smiled and adjusted her dress before she knocked twice expecting an order to come in.

“Come in”. She got what she wanted but in a cold and deeper voice that made shivers run down her spine. She wanted to leave almost immediately because she felt nervous the moment she heard the manly voice coming out from the office. She inhaled , assuring herself that nothing would go wrong since she's here, there is never going back.

She breathed out before she opened the door and went into the office. Her eyes were welcomed in with a broad shoulder facing her. She couldn't see his face but looking at his body feature, he was looking hot like a god, no wonder they called him a sex doctor.

“You can have your seat”. He said in a croaky voice and she gestured herself to sit. “Introduce yourself sweetheart”. Marcus said in a soothing voice that made her gulp nervously.

“I…I…I…I..”. She stuttered, finding the right words to say. “I'm Ann, I am a twenty six years old and I am a sex addict”. She blunted out. “What about you sir?”. Ann was forced to ask out of curiosity, because his voice sounded so manly and thick.

He heard him smirking and then rolled his swivel chair to face her, Ann's mouth dropped open when her gaze met with his gorgeous face. She was drooling over him as she admired and observed his well sculpted face, his pointed nose and Italian blue eyes. His lips were puffy and tempting to kiss. His curly hair was tangling over his forehead and goddammit his chest. His bulky shirt was revealed through his t-shirt that was left open and unbuttoned.

“I am a fourty nine years old baby girl, do you have a problem with that?”. Marcus said in a deep bleak voice that sounded pleasant to her ear. “Love what you see”. He said with a smirk.