Johnson placed each of Donna's legs into a stirrup and took his seat between her legs. Donna could feel his hot breath on her throbbing clit as he slo...ly traced a finger up and down her puffy lips. Unable to control herself any longer, her body began humping the doctor's finger. Dana continued her assault on Tammy's swollen nipples. Donna moaned and grunted as the doctor pinched her swollen clit between his fingers and gently tapped it. Dr. J had never seen such a wet pussy before! Donna's. He thought it a good idea. “After all, they did a good job on you, didn’t they?” he had told her.She smiled. They certainly had done a good job on her, and the memories of that night still fuelled many masturbation sessions for her and, no doubt, Mark. He had been by her side for most of the time and looked on as cock after cock penetrated her and filled her with cum. During breaks, he had also gently cleaned and soothed her swollen, reddened labia with ice-cold face flannels.Juliette did. “The only touching I did was when I had to cram into a position where it wouldn’t be seen.” She paused. “Did you touch yourself? Did you finger my pussy?” she asked.“I couldn’t help it. It was wet, and I saw a bunch of naked girls today. I couldn’t help it.” I said solemnly. “You’re fucking disgusting,” she added. “That’s my body!”“Yeah, but they’re your hands too. And you’re a hypocrite,” I retaliated. “You were about to masturbate right now.” “No, I wasn’t,” she claimed. “Yes, you were,” I. I was rough, fisting her hair as she humped against me.“Damn, Scarlett,” I groaned, her spasming muscles milking me. I slowed, instantly deciding I wasn’t done with her. She began to slow in response, shivering as she tried to catch her breath. “That was fucking beautiful,” I commented, nipping her bare shoulder, the straps of her tank-top drooping around her arms. She shivered again.I held her face and kissed her, breathing in her whimpers. When I pulled her off the counter, cock still buried,.