Dr. Sateen keeps her voice steady. She tells Eliza this much wetness during orgasm is ordinary, nothing broken. Gal, still holding the chart, nods along. Eliza sits on the edge of the exam table, cheeks flushed, legs parted just enough for the sheet to slip. The doctor slips two gloved fingers inside and presses upward. Eliza gasps, and a warm rush spills out, soaking the paper beneath her. Gal watches, eyes wide. She licks her lips without thinking. Dr. Sateen smiles, removes her gloves, and trades them for bare skin. She circles Eliza’s swollen clit with slow, sure strokes while Gal steps closer, cupping one heavy breast, thumb brushing the stiff nipple. Eliza’s hips lift. Another gush follows. The sheet is ruined. Gal leans in to taste, tongue flat and hungry, and Dr. Sateen guides the student’s free hand between her own thighs. Three bodies shift, tangle, breathe harder. Fingers slide, mouths meet skin, and the room fills with the wet, rhythmic sound of release after release.
Dr. Sateen keeps her voice steady. She tells Eliza this much wetness during orgasm is ordinary, nothing broken. Gal, still holding the chart, nods along. Eliza sits on the edge of the exam table, cheeks flushed, legs parted just enough for the sheet to slip. The doctor slips two gloved fingers inside and presses upward. Eliza gasps, and a warm rush spills out, soaking the paper beneath her. Gal watches, eyes wide. She licks her lips without thinking. Dr. Sateen smiles, removes her gloves, and trades them for bare skin. She circles Eliza’s swollen clit with slow, sure strokes while Gal steps closer, cupping one heavy breast, thumb brushing the stiff nipple. Eliza’s hips lift. Another gush follows. The sheet is ruined. Gal leans in to taste, tongue flat and hungry, and Dr. Sateen guides the student’s free hand between her own thighs. Three bodies shift, tangle, breathe harder. Fingers slide, mouths meet skin, and the room fills with the wet, rhythmic sound of release after release.