I was prepared for that and made sure that my face wasn’t showing and that nobody would know who I was. Just a faceless body floating in cyberspace....After the exhilarating thrill of receiving positive feedback, I decided to post another picture. This time I took off my bra. And that post gave me even more feedback, really positive feedback. I was hooked now, this was so freeing and so good for my ego. I decided to do another, then another…and soon I started my own picture thread. One of my. The door opened and the doctor walked in with a man that I did notknow, he has a very big man six feet four and broad. He was wearing abathing robe and flip flops; I assumed he was naked underneath. Theman set up a video camera in front of the chair and adjusted it untilI was in the centre of the screen. He then moved behind me and I felthim doing something to the chair, underneath it. I felt a small partof the seat underneath open exposing my man pussy. The touch ofsomething cold and wet. ." She whimpered."Go on." He nudged her, and she grabbed his hand as she stood."Come on." What?" Come on!" he let himself be pulled up. "I can't do this on my own." It's... I..." he tried to think of a reason not to go, but by then they were already through the door."Miss Richardson, have a seat." Bri sat, her hand clamped around Marcus', not letting him go, and he was forced to take a seat alongside her as the doctor reviewed her notes. They passed a few pleasantries, discussing how she was. Jordan squirmed in my lap, grinding one cheek or the other against my erection. Honestly, it was more painful than helpful, but this was about getting her off, not me.During my time with Jordan, I had learned the signs of her impending explosions, and I had also learned how to maneuver myself so when she detonated, I wouldn't suffocate from her hugs. Her breathing quickened and her body rolled faster. She was close. I pulled her large breasts together, pressed the nipples in so they touched,.