"Oh fuck," Greg yelled, splashing a thick load of cum into Stacey's mouth. Even though it was a big load, Stacey swallowed it down without spilling a drop. Cocksucking was her thing. Since she first tasted cock in a toilet stall in high school, Stacey Wicks had been better than most girls. She had a rare natural talent for getting guys off in her mouth. Greg was still amazed at the extent of this talent as his sexy, dark-haired companion dressed and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as she left. She would probably never see him again; she did not make a habit of revisiting her conquests.
Stacey barely made it to her appointment on time. After losing countless friends and boyfriends to her love of fellatio, Stacey had started attending therapy with Dr. Peter Brookston. Brookston was a world renowned sex therapist who had written several books on various sexual matters. He was very professional, even dismissing his young patient's advances.
"Well then, Miss Wicks," the doctor began, "how often have you performed fellatio since last week's session?"
"Five times doctor," was the reply. He began to write in his notebook. Stacey had definitely improved since the ten or so cocks a week she was sucking when her therapy had began.
