“Faster, dear God, please, go faster,” I urged her on.
Dr. Brown must have felt my body tensing up and realized that I was reaching the edge. She answered my plea, and started to speed up even more, her soft warm hands moving up and down vigorously. It felt so good, I wished she would put her mouth on me, but she didn’t. The hand job was enough though…
The sound of something spurting and landing on the sheets whispered around the room. I released my stranglehold on the blankets and lay my hands limply on the bed.
My chest heaved heavily as I panted fiercely. My weakened body had barely recovered from its recent blood loss and here I was, losing precious fluids again. I felt completely spent and ready to pass out. She was wiping me clean again with tissues, I could feel her as she did he
