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“So you came for Greg, right out there in the parking lot. Half-naked and shaking under a stranger you’d only just met?”
“Yes, Doctor. And I’m not sorry. It was wonderful. And Greg wasn’t done. As soon as I stopped shaking, he dropped to his knees and pulled my panties right off. I stepped out of them and he bunched my dress up to my waist. He spread my thighs wide with his palms, then grabbed my ass with both hands and pushed his tongue right up into my pussy. He sucked and licked inside me, swallowing every drop of my arousal, moaning as he tasted my cum.
Then he licked me the length of my slit, from my pussy right up to my clit, over and over, his tongue writhing between my folds and flicking up against my sensitive little button. My legs started to shake again, it all felt so good, like he wanted me so much. He said “Give it up for me, beautiful, let me taste you cumming all over again” and I just felt another orgasm rip through me.
I grabbed his hair and pushed his face into my slit, riding his tongue as I bucked against him, cumming so hard, I was like a wild woman, not caring where I was or who I was or what he thought of me. I felt my release soak his mouth as he moaned and licked it all up, pushing his tongue back deep into me, chasing every drop, craving my taste.”
Fuck. This was the hottest thing I’d ever fucking heard. And he hadn’t even fucked her yet.
Somehow suppressing the shakiness of my voice, I said, “Thank you, Jenna. Again, all of this is very helpful. So, Greg made you cum twice, with his hands and his mouth. And he licked you all over your pussy as your whole body shook?” I couldn’t believe I was able to say all of this to her out loud.
“Yes, Doctor. That’s what happened.”
“Ok. And then?”
“He stood up and kissed me. I could taste myself all over his mouth. Bobby and I had never done that, but I liked it. I liked the way I tasted on Greg’s tongue. I loved that we’d just shared this together. He pressed himself against me, rubbing his thick erection against my thigh, both hands in my hair as he kissed me over and over again, pushing his tongue into my mouth the way he’d pushed it into my pussy. Then he spun me around, kissing and sucking my neck and squeezing my breasts, pressing me against the wall.”
“Go on,” I said, barely able to conceal my eagerness to hear about the imminent fucking that Jenna was no doubt about to describe.
“He kicked my legs apart, then pulled my dress over my head.”
“So you were totally naked, in a parking lot, legs spread, facing a wall, no idea what’s going on behind you, and about to let Greg do whatever he wanted with you?”
“Not totally naked, Doctor. I still had my shoes on.”
“Of course, my mistake. So you were naked except for your shoes, legs were completely spread, but your feet would have been arched, your thighs straining in those heels?”
“Yes, I suppose…”
I nearly whimpered. If I ever met Greg, I didn’t know whether I’d punch him or shake him by the hand.
“Ok, thank you, Jenna. Sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to make sure I fully understood the environmental factors of your encounter. Please continue.”
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