After waiting for the third month of pregnancy, my wife and I went to the ultrasound. My wife was observed in a private medical center, having signed up for the evening, so that I could also come up, we sat in the corridor and waited for us to be invited, wondering who would be, a girl or a boy. A nurse came out of the office and invited us inside.

The ultrasound doctor was a man of about fifty, of an intelligent kind, he immediately somehow got us to himself, asking his wife for some medical details.
- I understand that my husband wants to attend - he turned to us.
- Yes, yes - my wife nodded in response.
- Well, now it's all over - the doctor smiled.
- You sit here on a stool - the doctor pointed me to a stool on wheels, and you sit on the couch - he gestured to my wife.

“Put your pants down a bit, lift a T-shirt,” he said monotonously, putting on latex gloves and sitting down in front of the device.
“The tummy isn't even very noticeable yet,” he said, stroking his palm over the belly of my wife — you are in great shape. The compliment was so-so; after all, the wife was a little plump. But he had a proper effect on his wife, she flushed and broke into a smile.

Smearing his wife's belly with gel, he began to drive with the device, noting something about himself on the monitor, on which I really didn’t say anything at all. He voiced some data aloud, and the nurse put them in the computer. After finishing the official part, he began to show us on the monitor, where is that? To the main question, a boy or a girl, he shook his head sadly:
- not visible, I tried and so, and so, the fruit is unfortunate for review.
- Well, my wife was a little upset.
- Well, if you really want to, you can try to look at the intravaginal injection - the doctor suggested, it is possible to see something from this position.

- Yes, let's - a second hesitating, agreed my Natasha.
- You understand that I offer - the doctor looked at her - small unpleasant sensations are possible.
- Yes, I guess - spouse giggled. I, too, knew perfectly well that it was necessary to insert the probe of the apparatus inside the vagina and from there to already show through to the ultrasound the tummy of my beloved.

- Well, well - the doctor nodded - then let's do it.
- The husband remains - his question was addressed to Natalia.
“Well, I guess,” she said, a little puzzled.
- Well - the doctor nodded again - just many people ask their husbands to leave during this procedure.
- No, let it remain - Natasha waved her hand.

- Pants, remove panties - said the doctor. Natasha zarydevshis executed these actions.
“We lie down, bend our knees,” the doctor continued. Natalia lay down.
- It is necessary to prepare a little for the procedure - with these words, the doctor squeezed a large portion of the gel onto his glove and began to rub it into my wife's crotch with massaging movements.

And I sat on a stool and watched as an outsider, even if the doctor naminaet Natasha's pussy.
- The legs are a little wider - the doctor said, putting one hand to his wife on the tummy - relax, relax. I understood that now he was inserting his finger into Natasha's pussy, smearing it with gel and there, so that later the probe would come in more easily. Natasha was lying with her eyes closed.
“That's it, that's it,” the doctor said, plunging the second finger into Natasha's pussy — miss the wall — he twisted his brush in circular motions. The doctor's index and middle finger are completely hidden in my wife's pussy. I noticed that at the same time he strokes Natasha's clit with his thumb.

At some point, it began to seem to me that the lubrication could have been finished, but the doctor continued rhythmically and without haste to immerse the fingers in Natasha's womb, but almost to remove them to the tips, all the while continuing to smooth and press her clit.

- Misha, you probably go away - the wife said, trying not to look at me, but throwing timid puzzled looks at the doctor.
- Now we will prepare a little more - in an exhortative tone, without addressing anyone personally to the doctor, while continuing to fuck, I didn’t come up with another word, Natasha had two fingers.
- Come out Misha - the wife involuntarily slightly raised herself, jerking a basin towards the doctor's hand. I glanced at the nurse, who, as if nothing had happened, was typing something on the computer.
- Well, okay - I said, reluctantly getting up - then I sit in the corridor. The doctor nodded, his wife, closing her eyes, too, the nurse did not respond.

I went out into the corridor, but did not close the cabinet door behind me tightly, I was terribly interested to see what was going on terribly.

- So, well, everything seems to be ready - I heard the doctor's voice - we can begin. Through the gap in the door, I saw how his hand reached out and took the probe - let's try to see something from this angle.
- I think I'm not ready yet - I heard the quiet voice of my wife.
- Not ready - a little surprised voice of the doctor - you are afraid.
- No, no, I'm just not ready yet - my wife mumbled in embarrassment.
- You still need to prepare - it seemed to me in the voice of the doctor flashed merry notes. The hand returned the probe to its place.
- Yes, still - I heard the answer of the wife.

- Katenka, help me - the doctor turned to the nurse.
- T-shirt up and get her sisonki from her bra.
The nurse went to the couch and pulled up T-shirt to Natasha’s armpits and began to take her curvy cups out of her bra cups - and so the doctor grunted with satisfaction, putting one palm on my wife's bare tits and continuing to fuck her pussy.

His wife lay with closed eyes and biting her lips. When his wife sorgasmirovala she looked guiltily at the doctor - now, probably, you can enter the probe.
“Why,” he said, smiling, continuing to play with her breast with one hand.
- To determine the sex of the child - looking at him in bewilderment, the wife said.
“So I’ll tell you, and you’ll have a girl,” the man smiled, “I could see it on an ordinary ultrasound.”
- And then why - my wife froze in half a word, having guessed correctly that the doctor did not specifically tell us that we chose this intravaginal ultrasound. From the awareness of this wife blush even more.

- Natasha, you must agree it was nice - the doctor said with a smile all the same. Slightly twirling her nipples, he took off the latex glove from the second hand and now with both hands crushed the flexible sisi of my wife.
“Very,” said Natasha with a gasp.
“But you will not refuse then, and it is pleasant to me to do a little,” he said in a bewitching voice.
- No - Natasha embarrassedly downcast.
“Then go down from the couch to your knees and suck me - he spoke in the same voice of the kind caring doctor.”

Natasha obediently knelt down and began to unbutton his pants, the doctor thoughtfully unbuttoned the bottom of the dressing gown.
“Natasha, in order to avoid any misunderstandings later, Katyusha will take a photo of us,” he said, when his wife brought out his rather rather large genital organ.
“Why,” my spouse got sore.
- As I have already said - he took his penis and ran them along Natasha’s cheek - so that later you would not complain about alleged harassment, and I didn’t lose my job and license. The nurse, meanwhile, took the phone from the table and began to shoot what was happening on the camera.

- Yes, I was not going to - Natasha said.
- This is just in case, a safety net - said the man, plunging his penis into Natasha’s mouth ajar.

Natasha began to suck him.
- Now lick the trunk and testicles - after a while the doctor said. Natasha obediently did it.
- The tongue play with the head, let's let's. Natasha diligently and here followed his instructions.
- You understand, Natasha, it’s just necessary to suck in your position, the time will come when I, as a doctor, would not recommend you to satisfy men in any other way, except through the mouth ....