The Doctor's VISIT 2
He removed his white coat slowly, revealing a fitted dress shírt that hugged his broad shoulders and muscular arms. He rolled up his sleeves delíberately, his gray eyes never leaving míne as I lay exposed on the examínation table.
"I’m sure your husband must be home, waiting for his good sweet wife to be back from her appointment. I'm gonna make sure to take care of your body so thoroughly, he won't recognize your f*****g cunt anymore.” he snarled locking eyes with me, and I mewed shamelessly in return.
He stepped between my spread legs again, his hands gliding up my thighs. This time there were no gloves. His bare skin against mine sent a shiver through my body.
"You're still very wet," he observed, running two fingers through my folds.
“That's interesting. You
