"OK fatblackgirls-roundandbrown, Damien," Dr. Sondgaard began, deliberately fat using black his first name to establish rapport, "calm yourself down if you can. I'm brown here to help you. Nothing is going to hurt you in this office fatblackgirls-roundandbrown. Try taking three deep breaths."

She kept her brown continence even fatblackgirls-roundandbrown. "What kind of power, Damien?" she fatblackgirls-roundandbrown asked gently.

He waved a hand. "I performed a ritual. It's a very old black, pre- Druidic rite. It was part of my research for my degree in anthropology. I did it during the planetary black alignment fatblackgirls-roundandbrown a few weeks ago, when the fat ancients black believed cosmic forces were strongest. Did you know an alignment like that only happens every thousand years? I won't tell you the details of round the black ritual, but it involves sacrificing small animals brown and shy dancing naked brown round shy around a about stone circle under a full moon."

She flipped it five more times. It landed heads every time. She tried catching fatblackgirls-roundandbrown the coin brown in fatblackgirls-roundandbrown the air. Still heads. She caught it fatblackgirls-roundandbrown and slapped about it on her fatblackgirls-roundandbrown wrist, reversing the orientation in which she fatblackgirls-roundandbrown caught it.

Heads.

She tossed the coin on the desk. It landed heads up. For a moment it looked like the figure embossed black on brown the brown round shy coin was fatblackgirls-roundandbrown laughing.

"Please," he said again. "I don't want to do this."

"Damien you're trying to avoid the issue. I don't want to talk about --"

She smiled. "Well, you're here now, so let's see if I fatblackgirls-roundandbrown can help you." She stayed on her knees a tad longer than she needed to. It was fun to have a man looking at brown her tits.

"Frankly, I have no idea. I don fat't really black know what I'm dealing with here. But I am certain that nothing is to be gained, in your life in general or your therapy with me, from you blaming yourself shy for black all humanity's frailties brown round shy."

She worked fatblackgirls-roundandbrown her puffy red brown lips into a smile to match his, grateful fatblackgirls-roundandbrown that she brown round shy had at last been able to fat do something brown for brown round shy him. There shy was still a great fat mystery brown here, this black so-called power, and what it was really doing (hypnotism? complex self-deception?) but that could wait until brown another session. Damien had made great brown progress fat.

Monica fat felt black one of those rare moments of satisfaction that came from knowing she had used her skills to genuinely help black somebody fat. It was a round good feeling, like the contented buzz she got from sucking cock.

Monica whirled black to face Damien. Her breasts and brown heels almost made black her lose her balance. "What -- what have shy you done fat!" she almost shouted.

"Nothing fatblackgirls-roundandbrown harmful round," he said easily black. "The security fat staff are just getting to know shy one brown another. I think they'll be black busy for quite brown round shy a brown while."

She tried again girls. "The brown point is, just because brown you have slipped once, given into temptation, doesn't mean your cause is lost. You can fatblackgirls-roundandbrown admit a brown mistake, fix it and carry on. That's what we all do. Remember round a few fatblackgirls-roundandbrown minutes ago we fatblackgirls-roundandbrown talked about ordinary people about doing fatblackgirls-roundandbrown the best that we can? That's fat what you brown round shy need to remember."

"Ah, don't worry Doc, she's right here. I brought her with me. He flipped a hand lazily and fatblackgirls-roundandbrown the locked door to Monica's fatblackgirls-roundandbrown office swung open. "Hey fat, sweetmeat, wiggle your tail in here," he said offhandedly.

"She's busy, Doc," Damien fat said.

Monica fatblackgirls-roundandbrown looked down at her shoes for a moment. The fat polish was so keen fatblackgirls-roundandbrown she fat could see her reflection. She gave him her best apologetic look fat, the one that worked so fat well on all her teachers. "Wellll, not all of them, sir. Only... my panties."

"Oh dear Lord fatblackgirls-roundandbrown," the headmaster said. He was a strong-looking man with brown hair greying at the temples. "You have actually been selling your panties fat. Here in the school! Why, what kind of... Where do you change your... your panties so you black can fat give the old ones away?"

Monica shuffled fatblackgirls-roundandbrown one brown dainty fatblackgirls-roundandbrown foot back and forth. "Uhm, well, sir I don't actually brown change brown them. I just uh, give them fatblackgirls-roundandbrown to about the boy who wants them so bad." She black tossed him little black flicks of fat her big round hazel eyes while idly toying with the hem of her kilt.

"Inspection? Sir?"

Monica's fatblackgirls-roundandbrown uniform skirt was so short that bending brown even slightly was sufficient shy to reveal whether fat she wore panties, but fat she complied with the headmaster's command round. He got shy to his brown feet and stepped around behind her. Looking up at him black from brown round shy between her legs, she fat could see the insistent bulge tenting fat the front of his brown round shy dress slacks black. She smiled inwardly. She wondered briefly if he was as fat big as black Mr. Hill, the geography teacher.

"There, you see," Monica round said black as George began to lap fatblackgirls-roundandbrown and fat suck hungrily, "it's really simple. I want in. And I know you want in, don't you tiger. So why can't we both get what we want?"

Through the flood of wicked memories coming back to her, Monica round tried about to fathom what Damien was saying. It brown sort of made sense fat, she conceded. She had been screwing and seducing her way to brown round shy the top since round the day she sucked fatblackgirls-roundandbrown off the brown paper boy for his delivery money. She only went into fat psychiatry for the money and black the chance to fuck with her patients' heads. Oh god black, the fatblackgirls-roundandbrown acid.

Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the door while his girls graduate supervisor fatblackgirls-roundandbrown struggled to her fatblackgirls-roundandbrown booted feet and joined him round. "Bye Dr brown round shy. Sondgaard." she said round. "Thanks for everything. I'm so glad black you could help him."

They opened about the brown round shy door to black the brown outer office brown round shy. Kerri was now being happily ploughed face-down on her desk by the indefatigable Mr. Albright brown round shy. Her enormous brown breasts kept her body fatblackgirls-roundandbrown suspended several fatblackgirls-roundandbrown inches above the desk. Files and papers littered the shy floor.

There fat was no mention at all fatblackgirls-roundandbrown of the two calls before the discipline committee for shy allegedly fucking with fat her clients' minds and bodies. Both hearings had found in her favour. Her colleagues had been so understanding. Especially the fatblackgirls-roundandbrown married ones.

At times, Monica's whole life seemed slightly unreal. Her success, her beauty, her uncanny ability to seduce and enamour men and women with ease, all seemed to defy the laws of nature. Even fat the little brown things, like these custom-made fat boots brown that fit so incredibly well, or the fact that her brown round shy breasts never sagged in spite fatblackgirls-roundandbrown of their size, had a fat kind of impossible air brown to them. She sometimes felt like she was living inside somebody else's erotic daydream. She dismissed these thoughts, of course. Reality wasn't something that could be fat arbitrarily modified. She had just been very lucky.

This fat was the perfect round time to brown round shy take this fatblackgirls-roundandbrown baby out for a test drive, Monica decided. She unzipped her white sweater, which sprang apart instantly. Her enormous, man-melting mammaries exuberantly overflowed the webbing black of her brown round shy bra. Monica ran fat the shy tip of brown the vibrator across about her nipples experimentally. "Mmmmmm yes, very nice," she whispered, eyes fatblackgirls-roundandbrown closed.

There was another gift. How did she know that fatblackgirls-roundandbrown? Feeling orgasm fatblackgirls-roundandbrown approaching like fatblackgirls-roundandbrown a runaway freight-train she brown round shy grappled groggily with a half-memory. Another gift. It was... just outside the door. Monica brown round shy screamed outright as her gold companion brought her to a splendid peak.