I walked into the office to see Karen sitting in the chair, a half stoned look on her face, and her tits straining against her bra and top.
I let out a sigh and shook my head, “Have you been in the bimbo gas again?” I asked.
“Hgh? What? giggle” she replied, a little clarity coming to her eyes as she managed to pull her fingers away from her lips where she was obviously about to start sucking on them.
“I’ve told you a thousand times, that’s for the patients, not for you.” I replied sternly.
“But… but… like, it made my titties bigger again… see! giggle” she came back as she pushed her tits out and gave them a shake.
I walked over and slipped my hand down her top, taking hold of one of her nipples and giving it a squeeze and twist… I really couldn’t argue with her logic… they were bigger again.
“Oooooo… god, like yeah baby, twist that nipple! giggle” she said and then her fingers flew to my zipper and got to work.
Before long my pants were on the floor and her lips were around my dick sucking like her life depended upon it.
I didn’t hold out long, the next patient was due in twenty minutes or so and I had to refill the bimbo gas as it was obvious that she’d sucked at least a full bottle of the stuff.
I would have sighed at the though of the expense, but right now Karen’s continued sucking had me in a pretty good mood, so all I mustered was a grunt and a stream of cum down her throat instead.
