Do I terrify you that much?" she had a warming smile as she spoke.Amanda managed a shake of the head but felt drawn into those deep emerald green eyes... and the doctor had not even started the treatment. She managed to stutter a question, "Doctor, how long will this session take? Only I have to be home for Mark at 5.30 pm!" Oh, please call me Lucy, I find being called Doctor all the time so cold and impersonal! "The first session should be around two hours, so you will still have time to get. It wasn’t touching my lips but it was so close that if I pulled out my tongue, I could touch it.“Keep your mouth closed,” he said while rubbing my lips with one hand and the other hand holding his dick.“Your lips are really beautiful. I would love to live for the rest of my life with my dick over your lips,” he said.He removed the skin over his dickhead to expose its pink inside. Then he held his dick tightly to make his dickhead harder. The next moment, he started to rub it over my upper lip. It was sentencing day, but the clothes wouldn't make any difference. The fucking Judge already told my fucking lawyer that he was going to max me out. Stupid lawyer figured that if I wrote it all out, like I did, (see "Habit Forming", by maryjane), maybe we could get a deal for insanity. All it did was hang me; the State's Attorney tore me up on cross-examination. The jury barely left the box before they came back with a guilty verdict. The sentence itself was no surprise; the Judge had told. Well, I was very horny at the time, so nothing new there, was aching to do something to somebody or have them do something to me, you know the feeling, when you ache to feel something nice and long in your mouth or being slipped in your pussy.I thought to myself why ever not, he seemed like a nice guy, he wanted to meet on his way home from work so we arranged to meet in a quite well known gay rest area between his destination and the village I live in, it’s around half an hour’s drive for both.