Her hands moved down my thighs, across my legs, teasing. The closer, they got to my manhood, the slower they went. I strained to get her to put her ha...ds on my manhood. I wanted to feel her soft tender hands encompass my erect manhood. I wanted her hands on my hard cock so much it ached. I strained to get her there. Our lips touched against each other, drawing us together. We kissed with our tongues continuing to probe each other. Moans escaped from both of us, as we writhed together. Our. It was not much larger than an eye patch with the two elastic bands leading away from the groin like two long fingers that clasped her hip bone. Her legs were long, almost perfect, the thighs firm and the muscles ripply visibly under the caramel skin as she twisted and rotated exotically.She was even more exciting then I'd guessed; and as if she had read my thoughts, she moved slowly towards me, stopping at the edge of the couch to stare down at me through long dark lashes. She was close enough. Our table was completely blocked by a wall of people, some watching eagerly the spectacle before them. As soon as I was certain that Jenna couldn't see me like this, I turned my mouth back to Karen's ear and moaned loudly."Mmmmmm, somebody likes this," she observed in a devilish voice."What makes you say that?" I replied, then wrapped my lips around her ear and sucked on the lobe. Now it was Karen's turn to moan."I think we should call it an early night," Karen said, still rubbing my. Now, please go down this hallway and enter the room marked Treatment room 7. Remove all your clothes. Doctors Hill and Ramsey will be with you in a few minutes.”Melody entered the room. It was only about 12 foot square. In the middle of the floor was the scale that she knew she would have to kneel upon. It was just like she had seen on the TV ad. Next to the weight readout was a shelf and pen where she knew that they would place her credit card receipt to be signed. There were pads on the scale.