"Oh fuck, I have a really sexy place for the one who raises his hand now," she said, biting her lower lip and speaking through gritting teeth. As Dr. Narusawa gulped air and increased her tempo on her throbbing clitoris, one of the two remaining men weakly raised his hand as he looked up at his new goddess pleasuring herself.
Dr. Narusawa's hand shook from overboiling lust as she grabbed him and lowered his meek body down to her sopping wet thong panties. In he went, being quickly shoved down to her long wrinkled pussy lips. The scent of woman was heavy in the air, and sticky from her constant flow. The little man gulped in air as his body was soon engulfed in her sticky vaginal syrup.
She placed him directly onto her clitoris, pushing out from it's fleshy hood and pressing the poor man against her silk thong. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum!" she screamed. The men had to cover their ears from her thunderous voice as she sat down on an office chair and opened her legs to finish off her climax.
Dr. Narusawa shook her hips on the chair and bounced those big melon-tits as her body spasmed and bucked. The man she pushed into her panties was covered in the flood of juices that flowed out of her flower. He drank what he could and held his breath, hoping the flow of her powerful orgasm would soon subside.
The other men, riding on her massive nipples, gripped her wrinkled hills and held on for dear life. Dr. Narusawa cried out and rode the wave of lust she created for herself for a good ten minutes of cresting on wave after wave of self-induced satisfaction.
When it was all over, she looked down at the remaining man cowering in the dish. "I'm so sorry you didn't get to have fun with us, but trust me, there are plenty of orgasms I want to explore with my new little slaves. Tell me, little one, are you a tit man or an ass man?" She peered down at him closely to see what his answer would be.
With the slightest squeak of a voice, her tiny slave answered her.
"I'm a tits sort of guy," he said to her, yelling but barely audible by Dr. Narusawa's ears.
"So be it, little slave," she panted, picking him up. The huge scientist placed him deep into her cleavage and pushed those big tits together. The fourth man was instantly covered in her sweat and stuck to her tits safely.
Dr. Narusawa smiled and stood up again, closing her smock. She smiled and walked out of the research center, citing a need for personal time. The director waved her a good day and closed the door to her office.
Such a shame, Dr. Narusawa thought as she fished for her car keys. It would have been fun to have that little man wiggling between her big butt cheeks on the way home.
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