I knew what he was going to do was important but so was fucking me. He gently pushed me away, picked up the clean clothes I brought him and rushed out. ‘Fuck, you have got to be kidding me,’ I said in total frustration. ‘Dr Shepard, you are needed into room 567B, emergency, please hurry.’
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Before his dick could go the full length inside me the pager and the intercom blared. I pushed him back on the couch and climbed on top of him, using my left hand I parted my pussy lips. All he had to do was keep that cock erect and inside me and leave the rest to me. I had to ride him because he was too tired. In less than 30 seconds the long, hard dick filled my mouth and I knew I would get a nice fuck. It was not yet erect but I knew with a little sucking it would rise to its towering length. His protest was too weak for my raging hormones and I fished out his cock.
‘Baby I don’t have much time, I have to get back to surgery,’ he said. I ran to him and tore off his shirt sending the buttons flying all over the room. When I pulled down my pants I saw a hint of interest in his eyes at the sight of my well-shaven, teen-like pussy. He sat down on the couch to watch me undress. This was enough to give any man a hard-on. I know my body was great, my boobs were pert and full and that morning I had shaved my pussy. Looking into his weary eyes, I started undressing to motivate him. Fuck me on this table right now,’ I begged. As soon as he closed the door behind us I jumped on him, planting hot kisses on his cold lips. We went into the doctors’ quarter, where he could change. I had to wait 30 minutes before he could get a break. I decided to check up on him and take him a change of clothes. I called my husband but he was not picking up. My husband had been locked up performing surgery for over 24 hours. There is one incident that really broke the camel’s back and turned me into a shameless slut. I loved my husband because he was a dedicated man and in my sexual hunger and desperation I would visit the hospital for a quickie, but even then I was not satisfied. I needed a man, breathing hot air while slamming hard into my pussy. I decided to purchase toys like vibrators and dildos, but they weren’t enough. My attempts to initiate sex then would be futile, since he was too tired to satisfy me. There were times he would spend the night in the operating room and return home in the early morning. At my age all I wanted was sex-sex-sex, but my husband was not giving me enough, which disappointed me a lot. A couple of times my husband had left me in bed wanting more, as he rushed to the hospital. I was just 26 and at the height of my sexual desire. As a surgeon in a renowned hospital in town, he would get phone calls even in the middle of the night, to rush out and try to save lives. My husband had a very demanding job at the hospital and he was never home. I could hear him moan as I moved his dick inside my mouth. His hands were caressing my hair and he gently pushed his cock into my mouth. I pulled out a thick cock - as muscular as his arms. My heart was pounding and my nipples were painfully erect. I went down on my knees and opened his jeans.