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It was just that dorky thing she always said. She gasped as she felt her … self … tightening. She thought she was going to come right then and there but … it … backed off. She exhaled.
She was on her back with her arms above her head and her legs wide open. She couldn’t see or hear anything. There was something in her mouth.
Her mind flashed back. The man was giving her a massage and it was very relaxing. He was very handsome and he had his shirt off. She had been on her tummy and he was rubbing her shoulders, then her legs…
Wait, no, she remembered she was at the doctor’s. “I hope the doctor is pleased,” she thought. Wait, what did that mean?
She tried to pull her hands down but she couldn’t. She remembered, she was strapped in. “Strapped in for safety!” There was something in … her. All she could feel was pleasure between her legs and she felt full down there. She wasn’t moving. Where had the man gone? Wave upon wave of pleasure and her clit was on fire. She felt it welling up again.
That was all it took, it happened. She started moaning, all her muscles tightened and she felt herself pushing her crotch up against the … rubbing. Her … self … clenched once, hard, then she relaxed. She gasped and clenched again.
“Fuck fuck fuck,” she said, thought, moaned … something. Then she felt the electricity again as the little hairs on her neck stood up and goosebumps popped up on her skin. “No no no,” she gasped and her … self … clenched again, and again, three times. She felt hot all over and could feel cold sweat all over her body. More electricity … no too much!
All of a sudden she was outside. She was wearing her dress and Michael was there. There were having a picnic. “I hope the doctor is pleased,” she said to Michael. He was brooding, but looked up at her. He put his hand on her chin and said “sweet Melissa” and cocked a smile. She smelled flowers. She thought it was better than the hospital.