Right before the rollback, my doctor, Sergey, asked me to go to the treatment room. I, of course, was surprised at such late procedures, but naturally, I listened to my doctor.
As soon as I entered, he pointed his finger at the manipulation table and sentenced me to take off my panties. I did not understand at all what he needed, but complied. As soon as I lay down on the table, he immediately came up to me and parted my hips. He put his hand on my knees and began to sneak upward in smooth massaging movements. How nice it would be, and at the same time embarrassing, you don’t even imagine.
At that moment I didn’t know what to do, and just lay there, receiving truly wonderful pleasures. He had strong fingers, which is basically not surprising, because the surgeon. From his touch, I began to flow. He reached my cleft and, caressing her, more and more deeply thrust fingers into the vagina.
Each time he did it deeper and deeper, and I began to give him completely, and even reciprocate a little. Without noticing it myself, his fingers stopped, and on my own I was already sitting down on his fingers. Finished very quickly. But I understood that this was very little for me. I already wanted him. My hand involuntarily slipped on his fly … I felt for his penis, and began to knead. He quickly took up a fighting position, and I began to lick him, slowly groping for the scrotum. When his cock was completely in my mouth, he took my head and began to fuck, manipulating with his hands. In principle, I was comfortable and pleasant.
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