Alternative Treatment (closed)

Annalise noticed the change in the doctor's tone as he prodded her to take in his thrusts. It was still Dr. Idris speaking to her. The same doctor she had been seeing for weeks who had a calm demeanor even when being stern with her. At the same time, he seemed to have changed, morphing in to the domineering stranger that haunted her dreams.

She pushed herself off of the wall, leaning up against the doctor. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her against his bare chest. Part of Annalise wanted to get off this ride before she lost her damn mind. The wetness between her legs, on the other hand, was proof of her body betraying her. She could feel his cock slick with her juices thrust harder inside of her.

The dreams that constantly haunted her unfolded right before her.

And she needed it.

In between moans and shrieks of each thrust, she glanced up at the doctor, catching a glimpse of the lustful haze that smoldered in his eyes.
 
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