Dr. Fawn Rogers helps, Mary cums.

Mary sighs as she eases her sweet sheath back down the length of your wiener, keeping her weight off your leg and on the grip mat and the table. Dr. Fawn Rogers lets her thumb and finger slide off Mary's cunt lips and up between her buns to rest her hand flat at the top of Mary's butt crack.

"Thank you Fawn," Mary says. "Oh honeybear, I think that's just about right," she says.

You smile at Mary's sweet little rear hole twitching right above your shaft, below Dr. Rogers' smooth brown hand. Fawn's other hand is under your wiener, two fingers supporting your shaft from below.

"Beautiful, sweetie-pie," you say. "Thank you Fawn. That feels like just the right angle."

"Fawn sweetheart," Mary asks Dr. Rogers, "Doctor ma'am? Can you help me move right to make this work for me and Brian?"

"Mary, please call me Fawn," Dr. Rogers says. "You can start moving whenever you're ready. Let's make this work so you can take it home."

"Kitchen table?" you say.

"That would be so naughty, honeybear," she says. "Every time we eat breakfast you'll be thinking of..."

"Thinking of you riding my wiener straight up to heaven?" you say.

"Thinking of looking up my poop chute at the breakfast table!" Mary protests.

"It's how God made you, sweetie-pie, and as beautiful as any part of you," you say.

"Now Brian Forbes," your wife says. "Not here. Not anywhere. Cover it up, Fawn, please?"

"All right, Mary," Fawn Rogers says. She slides her hand down Mary's crack to shield her butthole from your line of sight. "Got you." She looks up toward you with a twinkle in her eye, and spreads her fingers to give you a peek before closing them again. "Did you want to try moving?"

Mary starts moving, building up a rhythm as she leans on the table and thrusts her butt back at you, slow and steady over your cock. Fawn Rogers has to spot Mary's thrusting angle, keeping her motions in line, and Fawn gives up on covering up Mary's butthole in favor of guiding her hips with a hand on top of Mary's buns. Your wiener is hard and staying hard, with the excitement of Fawn's nearness, the warmth of her skin and the gentle bouncing of her breasts in the scoop-necked scrub top and Fawn's own fast breathing, so Fawn lets you shift for yourself and moves that hand to cover Mary's bush and guide her from below and above.

Soon Mary gets into a fine little rhythm pushing back into you, bouncing her butt off your hips, giving a short little sigh each time she bottoms out, because if Mary heard you thinking that your sweet angel grunts while she's driving the fuck, she'd be cross with you, so "Uh!" has gotta be a quick happy sigh.

"Oh Fawn, thank you," Mary says when she's on the upswing. "That's working. That's doing it. Hold me like that."

Dr. Rogers' strong, warm brown hands hold Mary by her buns and bush, keeping your sweetie-pie on the approach path to her heavenly take-off, braced with her forearms on the table and her feet on the no-slip pad under your chair. Mary's sharp little sighs get louder as she pounds her butt back at you. She's on her way now.

"Sweetie-pie," you murmur.

"Oh honeybear, my sweet man," Mary says. "Oh Fawn this is perfect, yes, hold me, hold me!"

Mary's buns slap into your belly harder and faster. She's moaning out loud. Fawn Rogers' brow glistens. Her full lips are pressed tightly together, and her jaw is clenched. She's holding Mary tightly to keep her in line with your dick as Mary fucks herself back onto you.

"Oh Heaven, oh Heaven, I feel you coming for me!" your wife calls out. "Take me, oh Lord, AH!"

Mary's hands ball into fists, her head strains downward, tossing up her dark hair, then she throws her head back up and screams, pressing back hard into you as her cunt squeezes down on your wiener. Mary's ride to touch Heaven rolls on with loud outcries and tossing of her head as she grinds back at you, pushing on the table to press hard back into your lap.

And above your penis, Mary's proud, precious pink star is pulsing, pouting, making pretty little kissy faces at you.

Dr. Fawn Rogers takes a long breath. You hear her mumbling through Mary's joyful noise. "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh..."

The same beat as Mary's twitching butthole. Fawn is staring at it too. Her full lips are parted. her tongue tip circles round.

Circles twice. "Uh-huh. Yeah."

Fawn's thumb twitches on Mary's clit, next to your cock. That lights you off.

You roar out your climax and fill Mary's womb once again, your voice rising to join hers on your own trip to Heaven on a rocket into her sweet warm tunnel.

After a little, Mary's breath slows and softens, and she eases forward to rest her upper body on the table, sparing your healing thigh from her weight. You lean back, moving as little as you can to hold your head up in the low-backed chair.

"Oh Fawn," Mary says. "You held me right up through the gates of Heaven. Bless you. Take my hands, will you?"

Dr. Fawn Rogers, her face moist from the warm room, from her physical exertion in sex therapy, and from the excitement of holding tight to a highly sexed woman seeking and finding her pleasure, eases her hands from Mary's buttocks and her sex, and moves around the table to clasp Mary's hands.

"Bless you, Doctor, bless you, you helped take me straight to Heaven," Mary says. "Can I whisper something to you?"

Dr. Rogers bends forward, her big tits jiggling in her low-necked scrub top, and puts her ear to Mary's lips.

You have Hard -1, Hot 0, Cool +1, Control +1, Eat Pussy, and Submissive (Mary).

On a 7-9, when you FUCK Mary with Doctor Fawn Rogers' ungloved, hands-on help, choose two:

• Mary cums. Take +1 XP
• She doesn't scream, pass out, or get you in trouble.​
• (You cum)

You now have 5 XP.

1. Choose an advancement from Create a Character by spending 5 XP. Maybe Cunt-Licking or Touch Yourself would get Fawn Rogers into the scene without the rather married lesbian Dr. Rogers cheating on her wife Dr. Didyma Goodchild with a man. Or maybe Charming (+1 to Hot from 0 to +1) would help soften her up for you. Or maybe Truth will help unlock the panties of some other women who might go for your wiener.
2. Choose a next move, maybe using TELL HER WHAT TO DO on Doctor Rogers by rolling +HOT (2d6+0). Or maybe you want to jump ahead to a happy homecoming with Mary or the start of another long-distance truck haul.