The twins, their bodies pressed together, watch as Dr. Phingerphuck strips off his coat, revealing a toned, tattooed torso. His fingers, adorned with silver rings, glisten with lube as he steps between their open legs. He leans in, his breath hot on their necks, his fingers finding their holes, pushing in slowly, filling them up. The twins groan, their hands clutching at each other, their hips moving in sync with the doctor's thrusts. The room is filled with the sound of wet fingers sliding in and out, the twins' moans, and the doctor's whispered instructions. The twins, their bodies trembling with pleasure, come undone, their cocks pulsing, their loads painting their stomachs and the doctor's fingers. The doctor, his own cock tenting his scrubs, smiles, his fingers still buried deep within the twins, their bodies twitching with aftershocks.