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It felt like Dr. Steve’s hips and balls were pressed against me, his entire body connected with mine.
The bulbous head of the medical tool smashed against my womb. But I knew I was wrong, despite the way Dr. Steve was panting.
His voice was heavy and tense as he spoke, his words coming out in short, labored bursts. “Your little… it’s so wet… Christ. Turn around.”
“H-huh?” I stammered as I felt him releasing the foot clasps, one by one, the tool slipping out of my pussy right after.
“I said, turn woman!”
“Okay, I’m sorry,” I flinched, doing as he instructed, moments before the tool was reinserted into my hot pussy.
“Ungh! You’re such a good girl.” The doctor was standing between my legs, but I couldn’t see him as my body rocked roughly on the hospital bed.
“Dr. Steve,” I whimpered while he gripped my hips with both hands, wondering how he was able to maintain his tool. It felt exactly like his pelvis was pressing up against my ass with every thrust now.
I just couldn’t figure out why that squelching noise sounded like fucking.
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