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  She gave me a puzzled look, scanned my body and then said, “Oh, you’re right. I see there is no oil here” as she bikini girl for firmly grasped my erection. I could hardly believe my good fortune when she put some massage oil on my erection and hands and started slowly stroking it with both hands bikini girl for. My erection got even firmer. Then Meredith changed her technique and started tickling my balls bikini girl for with the fingertips of one hand while gliding her other hand up bikini girl for and down my cock. I moaned and she responded by bikini girl for playing with my still tender balls more aggressively and stroking my erection more vigorously. My balls started to pull up close to my body as my body prepared for the orgasm I was going to have in about two more strokes and Meredith abruptly stopped touching me.  
  My cock was left twitching in the air. “There, I think I’ve massaged everything now,” giggled Meredith as she picked up a towel and bikini girl for started wiping off her hands. “I could use some more massaging, Meredith. Another 30 seconds would probably be enough. Please, Meredith,” I pleaded. “Sorry, sir. If I continue doing what I was doing you’d ejaculate. The doctor told me specifically not to make you ejaculate. It would interfere with her tests. She walked over to the sink, her tight ass swaying bikini girl for under her very short dress.  
   
   
  She sat the plastic bottle of massage oil on the edge of the sink but set it too close to the edge. The bottle fell to the floor. It didn’t break but the cap wasn’t on and oil was leaking out. “Oops!” she exclaimed and then bent over to pick the bottle up giving me a brief but total view of her luscious ass and shaved pussy. I was wishing for another look, and I got my wish. She pulled some paper towels from the dispenser and bent over again to clean up the spilled oil.  
   
  My erection was throbbing and I decided that with that lovely view only 4 feet away, I’d finish myself off bikini girl for with a few quick strokes. I put my hand around my throbbing cock and started pumping while staring at Meredith’s amazing backside. I was 10 seconds from shooting my load when Julie and Doctor Beverly walked in. “Joe! Stop that!” shouted Beverly bikini girl for. Caught with my pants down, so to speak, I stopped.
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Beverly looked angry. Meredith removed a set of tan leather restraints from one of the cabinets. She and Julie proceeded to tie my wrists and ankle so the corners of the bed. “Sorry, Joe. This is for your own good,” said Beverly. Of bikini girl for course Meredith did this near the head of bikini girl for the bed and with her ass facing me so I could get a good view just by turning my head.