Doctors Visit
Special appointments lead to the most fun. She sat on the exam table, paper crinkling beneath bare thighs, heartbeat racing. The doctor’s gloves snapped on—cool, sterile. “You said the tension’s…deep,” he murmured, voice smooth. Fingers probed gently, then with pressure, sliding between folds slick with anticipation. She bit her lip. “You’re unusually responsive,” he said, unzipping his trousers. The nurse entered without knocking, eyes gleaming. “Should I assist,...