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Me to have sex thinking, "These things never seem to be big enough." I sat down and waited for the doctor with much nervousness. When he came in he was dressed casually save a white coat thrown over his button down shirt. He smiled to have sex at me (like doctors always do) and sat down, casually looking through my records and then said, "Okay, let's get this over with as fast as we can because I know you want out of here." And I smiled in agreement whole heartedly

And then smiled a bit more at his smile that was genuine, seeing that he did understand how women felt about exams. I laid down, being sure to pull the sheet up to my neck nearly as he approached me from one side. He lifted the sheet off of my right breast and placed one hand over the top of it and the other to circle gently to have sex in a crescent, cupping the underside of my soft flesh. I caught his eyes briefly and then looked away, the look that was on his face was a most serious one as he checked for any lumps, gently massaging and kneading my breast, searching in a circular fashion towards the nipple, and as always it hardened. He rolled his thumb and forefinger from the outer sides of my breast towards the nipple until milk appeared, glistening upon my rose coloured peak. I was

Nearly embarrassed, though this was totally natural given the fact that I had had a baby not long ago and was still nursing. He reached for a tissue and dabbed at the milk and then pulled the sheet back up to cover my breast as he leaned over me a bit and pulled the sheet away from my other breast. I felt his coat tickle at my to have sex side as he leaned in to examine my left breast. The tickling caused me to arch my back in an to have sex effort to pull away from the sensation, which neatly pushed the flesh of my soft mound into his hands as he reached for it, a dance of movements, cause and effect, that couldn't have been choreographed any smoother. He turned and smiled at me oddly, and I could only look away with a blush on my cheeks like a school girl. He kneaded

This breast in the same manner and as he squeezed a bit of milk from the nipple, instead of dabbing it away he began telling me how I could prevent nipple irritation if after each nursing I left milk on the nipple to air dry as he traced the drops of milk around the hard, tight peak. I said, "Really? Hmm." He squeezed a bit more milk to have sex from my breast, which triggered the milk to let down this time. "I think while he have the milk flowing, we'll go ahead and run some tests to make sure your baby is getting everything he needs and nothing that he doesn't." He said. I kind of half shrugged approval and then said, "But the milk won't let down for a breast pump, I've tried them before." "We'll just have to express by hand then won't we." He said, which was a statement,

Not a question. With that he retrieved a sterile container and handed it to me, motioning for me to sit up. I took the container and sat up, the sheet falling loosely across my lap, showing the tops of my hips and hints of the short cropped hair of my box. I had expressed in front of people before, so I really thought nothing of it...


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