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Showing off goes a little too far!When I was 22, I had an infected lymph node in my groin removed. The procedure was no big deal. Just a quick outpatient surgery, with very minimal pain as far as recovery. My doctor who performed the surgery was an older woman of Indian descent. She was a great doctor but not someone who I was attracted to in any way. So I never thought much about the fact that I had to repeatedly drop my pants for her to inspect my groin area, before and after the surgery. However, that all changed two days after the surgery when I went in for my follow up appointment. I went into her exam room and stripped to get into my gown so she could inspect the incision. When she took a look, I heard her groan, and then she said, “Well this happens sometimes.” “What?” I asked. “Well, see how swollen it appears, that is actually lymphatic fluid that is trying to go to a lymph node that is no longer there. The body will train itself to stop doing that, but it takes a couple weeks. In the meantime, you need to get it drained to relieve the pressure.” I had noticed it all swollen but figured it was normal. Then she left the room and came back in, this time with someone else. I hadn’t even noticed who she was with, because in her hand she was holding the biggest syringe I had ever seen with a needle on it that terrified me. She had me lay back and pulled up my gown. I felt her prodding around and giving instructions to the other person who was with her. I felt 4 hands all over my groin area, but all I thought about was the upcoming stab with that huge needle. When it finally arrived, I nearly jumped out of my seat. And as they removed the fluid, it hurt like hell, as if they were sucking my insides out a tube. But once it was done, I had to admit, I felt a ton better. canlı poker oyna I hadn’t even realized how much pressure that fluid was putting on my incision, and I was relived to have it done. Then I noticed her. The physician assistant who had just helped my doctor with this procedure. I don’t know how I missed it when she walked in, but she was unbelievable. The hottest young Indian woman I had ever seen in my life. She was maybe a year or two older than me at best. Her body was a work of pure perfection. And suddenly it damned on me that she had just seen my completely uncovered cock and balls. I glanced down and noticed that some shrinkage had absolutely been in effect. After all the room was cold, and the needle was huge. So I had shriveled up like a turtle. I was so embarrassed that she had seen me like this. Then the doctor introduced her to me, and said, “You’ll be seeing a lot of her over the next couple weeks. I need you to come in every other day to have the fluid drained, and she will be the person you see.” I wanted to crawl in a hole and die, until I thought more about it. I would have another chance here, and could make sure to look my best, so to speak. A couple days later, I was waiting in the exam room in my gown. Before she could come in, I was steadily stroking myself to half mast so when she saw it this time, it would look bigger. When she came in again, holding that damn needle, I felt the blood leave my cock, and rush to my head. As she performed her chore, I looked down to see an unimpressive cock, laying motionless by the side of her beautiful hand. Two days later, I was there again. But this time I knew I needed to get really worked up, so this didn’t happen again. So rather than just tugging it a bit to get it semi-hard, canlı bahis I full on stroked off. I stood there in my gown, going to town on myself, staring at the door to be sure she didn’t catch me. When I finally heard her footsteps outside the door, I stopped and sat on the table. She came in and I glanced down to the sizable tent in my pants. She asked me to lie down, and I could see the tent sticking straight up. She made a bit of a cough noise, like perhaps this surprised her. But didn’t mention anything directly. Instead she just pulled the gown to the side, and held my erection away from my incision, using the back of her glove covered hand. She drained the fluid, and as her hand rested on my cock, it began to twitch and jump. Again she didn’t say a word, just did her job, and then told me she would see me in two days. I finally felt redeemed, because she had seen me in all my glory. Two days later, I did the same. Jerking myself to the brink, and then letting her do her job with my ranging hardon, bumping her sexy hands. Although this time, she didn’t hold it out of the way with the back of her hand. She actually held it in the palm of her hand, and kind of pushed it up tight against my body. When she did this, it throbbed and bounced like crazy. Causing her to tightened her grip to keep it out of her way. It felt so incredible that after she left the exam room, I had to finish my jerk off before leaving. I shot a load in some paper towels and tossed them in the trash. Two days later, it happened. I jerked myself to get ready for her to see me. But as I did, the memory of her hand on my cock had me so worked up. I began imagining her sucking me, and I jerked myself a bit too far. Just as I stopped jerking, a small gush of cum flowed out my tip. I quickly bahis siteleri wiped it away because she walked in. I hopped onto the table as usual. But I had basically started cumming, and cut it sort, right in the middle. As I lay back, I could see a wet spot on my gown where my cock was tenting. And when she pulled the gown to the side, and took hold of my cock, I erupted. I mean really erupted, everywhere. There was nothing I could do at that point, but moan, and close my eyes. I shot about 4 streams of jizz up my stomach and chest and some had landed on my chin. Her glove covered hand was covered in it, and I watched as it dripped off her fingers. I finally had to make eye contact with her, and she just gave me a smile. She grabbed some paper towels and wiped me clean, and then went about her job. She never said a word. And as I tried to mouth something, she just shook her head, as if it was okay, things like that happen. On my next visit, I was hoping to see if I could cum again. I jerked myself close, but not like last time. So when she pulled my robe to the side, and held my cock, I did not immediately erupt this time. I was, however, leaking a bunch of pre-cum, which she noticed and wiped clean with a gauze. Then as she was holding my cock against my body out of her way, it felt as though she was moving her hand back and forth. It was not in an obvious way, I mean she wasn’t straight up jerking me off. But she was applying enough pressure for it to feel amazing and her hand was definitely moving a lot more than normal. After a minute of that, my head tipped back, my eyes rolled, and I shot off another huge load in front of her. She wiped me clean again and said, “that’s better, gotta relieve all that built up pressure.” And with that she left the room. Unfortunately for me, she was no working on my next visit. And that turned out to be my last, because the doctor said it was no longer necessary to have me drained. Little did she know what a good job her assistant had been doing “draining” me.

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