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"I'm not feeling so good, Doctor," he teases, looking up at her uniform. She plays along, her voice soft yet commanding, "Well, let's see what we can do about that, shall we?" Her fingers trace his chest, lingering on his hardening cock. "Mmm, seems like you're running a fever," she purrs, unzipping his pants. She takes him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his tip, her moans vibrating against his sensitive skin. She mounts him, her tight pussy enveloping his cock, riding him with abandon. Their laughter and conversation mingle with their moans, creating a symphony of lust. As she leans back, her tits bouncing, he groans, "I think I'm cured," before exploding onto her face, her tongue eagerly licking up every drop.