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"Nasty Love"

Date: 1/29/2016, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Mature, Author: upnites, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

not!” She laughed softly. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, Gina. Nothing at all. Clear fluid was expelled from the parauretheral glands located between your urethera and the opening of your vagina. In your case, the volume of the stain indicates that you not only released the product of your orgasm, but in copious amounts of up to a cup or more.” “How could that be? I was all alone.” “Perhaps you were dreaming. Do you often dream?” I thought about it for a moment, the shrugged slightly, but said nothing. “I suspect, Dear, that we should talk about that a little. Do you ever have recurring dreams or dreams about the same subjects?” I shook my head. “Sometimes I dream about my mom, but aside from those I don’t think I’ve ever had any kind of dreams about men, or sexual situations.” She got a look on her face I’d never seen before. There seemed to be a bit of uneasiness in her manner for a moment and I sensed that she wasn’t quite sure of what was coming next. I certainly wasn’t. The doctor took a deep breath and veered completely away from the subject. “I’d like to show you something,” she said as she got up from her chair and moved over to the windows. She flashed me a bright smile and pulled the d****s so the room was only illuminated by the light from two small lamps. “I’d like to show you something I found on the DVD you gave me recording you field work in Kenya. Quite interesting.” Oh, oh, I thought. What could she be talking about? Maybe I should have looked ... at the DVD before I gave it to her. She resumed her seat across from me, then directed my attention to the large TV set across from us. She picked up a remote control and clicked it on. As the screen lit up, she glanced at me and said softly, “I’ll try to explain a few conclusions I’ve reached about you as we go along.” I must have looked terrified because she laughed softly, smiled reassuringly and patted my hand. “Nothing bad, Dear. Nothing at all. Do you trust me to take care of this problem you’ve been having?” “Of course I do. I think you’re terrific,” I blurted. She looked pleased. “Do I still remind you of your mother?” “You know you do,” I answered softly. “Constantly.” “Then I want you to watch what I have to show you and listen to what I have to say. Can you do that?” I smiled so genuinely that she gave me the sweetest look I’d ever seen on her face. She nodded toward the big screen TV set. “Let’s get to work.” The TV screen lit up and several preliminary titles appeared under the U.N. flag. They explained our overall mission statement and explained that we were about to see raw footage of several segments from the Kenya Project. The opening one showed some of the raw footage that was recorded shortly after our landing in Nairobi. Various background locations were shown to get a sense of place, and then the footage switched to individual work groups. It was obvious the doctor had seen all of this before because she sped the through several episodes from some of my ...