Mercy, her sympathy for Lucio's plight outweighing her medical oath, succumbs to his carnal plea. Kneeling before him, she wraps her fingers around his thick, veiny member, her heart pounding as she brings her lips to his tip. She takes him in, inch by inch, her throat constricting around him as she gags, tears streaming down her face. Lucio's hands tangle in her hair, guiding her, his hips bucking as she brings him to the brink of ecstasy.