A Very Effective Treatment - Part 2
Date: 8/15/2024,
Categories:
Medical,
Author: Willbob69
... cleaning up her quim.
“Now for the final part of the examination,” with that, he once again lay beside her and gently inserted first one and then two fingers inside her. She lied back and purred like a cat. He was surprised that she did not flinch or show signs of being sore. She did not notice at first that he had inserted another finger within her. Such was the pleasure that he was bestowing on her. She was shocked when she opened her eyes and saw that the doctor had managed to insert all five digits inside her. He twisted and rotated his hand, and she begged for another release.
“Please, doctor, please, I beg you.”
“No, my dear, I think that is your husband's job, don’t you? If you can take me and my hand, you are more than capable of taking your husband. But time is of the essence.” He said as he quickly dressed.
“Georgie, I need my Georgie,” she cried as she unashamedly played with herself. Twiddling her diddle in the way her mother had told her was wicked, only it wasn’t wicked; it was wonderful. It was all so wonderful.
Dr Kirkham found the Squire in his stables.
“She is asking for you, Squire. ...
... She is most insistent.”
Squire Dunning ran up the stairs two at a time to reach his bed chamber. He was shocked to see his bride laid utterly naked on the bed, her nightgown thrown to one side,
“Georgie, I need my Georgie Porgy now. Quickly.”
Divested of his garments, the squire ran to the bed, his huge phallus swinging obscenely from side to side as he did so.
He was shocked as Beatrice grasped him firmly and pulled him towards his target. There, together, finally, they found the gates of heaven,
As Dr Kirkham set off down the long drive, he smiled as he swore he heard a female voice scream.
“Yes, Georgie, yes.”
When he attended to Mrs Dunning’s subsequent pregnancy, there was never a repeat of their previous coupling. It was no longer needed. As Squire Dunning thanked him with a port and a cigar after one of his visits, he did say, “You do know that if this child has curly hair like yours, I will horsewhip you.”
“There is no chance of that, I assure you, Squire. Your wife loves you very much.”
“As I do her.” The squire smiled as he drank his port, and the conversation turned to other things.