1. Gassy Rehab


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Sex Humor, Author: LittleMissFart, Rating: 88, Source: xHamster

    physical ecstasy, that she had forgotten to take her bottoms off first. The whole crotch and thigh areas of the soft grey fabric had gotten soaked through with her cum. When she finally came to her senses, fully realising she was essentially sitting in her own juice, she slid the pyjama bottoms off, and got up, grabbed her towel, and wiped herself down. Looking at the digital clock stuck in the upper wall, she became aware of the fact that group therapy would start in half an hour and these were the only set of pyjamas she had. She couldn't attend the session naked, and so her only hope to save face and not have people thinking she had wet herself, would be to attempt to dry the trousers with her hairdryer and hope that her cum doesn't leave a visible patch.Chapter 5 Half an hour later, at exactly 1pm, the door to Sam's room whooshed open. Luckily for Sam, she was now wearing her pyjama bottoms and it was almost impossible to see any sign at all that she had cummed loads in them. "Come on, stupid tart, group therapy." The black haired orderly told her as she stood by the opened doorway. Sam stood up and walked out the room. "That way. Move it." The burly orderly pointed down the hall. Sam walked on down the hall. "Hey, fancy seeing you again!" Claire suddenly called out cheerily to her as she jogged up behind Sam. Sam looked back as she walked, and watched as Claire walked up beside her, patting her back in a friendly greeting manner. They walked together, along with 4 other ...
    patients, until they came to a small room. Dr Blythe was already sitting down on a chair, with 6 other chairs around her in a circle. "Please, come in. Sit down." Joy greeted them, and waved her hand to the empty hard black plastic chairs. The group walked in, and each one took a seat. Claire made sure to sit beside Sam, with Sam sitting so she was directly facing Joy. Joy first began with introductions, getting everyone to tell the others their names, if it was there first time at the institution or not, and then she began explaining the purpose and goals of the group therapy session. It was all pretty normal standard stuff as you would expect. About 15mins into it, Joy decided it was time for the patients to tell of the life-changing moment that made them realise that they need help in controlling their addiction. Max, the 30-something bald-headed clean-shaved guy sat next to Joy, was chosen to start first. "It was 2 weeks ago," he began, speaking in a well-mannered voice, "I had won a substantial amount of money on a rather unlikely bet on the horses. I couldn't believe my luck, and so I wanted to go out and go a little wild with my winnings. To live a little. Now I don't have a wife or girlfriend, and it had been a little while since I splashed out on having some time with a sniff-pedlar, usually I only visited my local sniff-girl every other weekend when my wages allowed me to, but having acquired the funds I decided to pay for a whole group of them to join me on a 3-day ...
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