"Mr. Dexter, stay still—! Mrs. Nathalie, don't move—!" She reached out, her fingers hovering over Nathalie's trembling thighs, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "This—this isn't possible—! You need to relax—!"
I let out another pained groan, my body arching as if I were in agony. "D-Doctor, it hurts—!" I whimpered, my voice cracking.
"It's sucking me in—! I can't breathe—!" My cock pulsed inside Nathalie, and I let out a choked sob, my fingers digging into the table. "P-please, help me—!"
Nathalie's breath came in ragged gasps, her cheeks burning with humiliation as she played along.
"D-Doctor, he's trapped—!" she wailed, her voice trembling. "His cock—it's locked inside me—!" She squirmed again, her body still sensitive from her release, her liquid dripping onto the table.
