She's My New Medical Fantasy
My doctor's appointment took a sudden, exhilarating turn when he started talking about my "problem area." I was nervous, but his calm, professional demeanor put me at ease. He instructed me to undress from the waist down, and I complied, feeling a strange thrill. As he examined me, I felt his fingers brush against my most sensitive spot, making me gasp. He looked up, his eyes meeting mine, and I saw a spark of something more than professional interest. "You're quite responsive," he noted, his voice low. I bit my lip, trying to hide my flush, but he noticed, and a small smile played on his lips. "Tell me, do you like being fucked?" he asked, his voice suddenly harsh with desire. I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest, ready for whatever he had in mind.