Snapchat girl squirts on doctor
Dr. Simon impatiently tapped his fingers on the examination table as he waited for his next patient. It had been a long day of treating sick patients and he was eager to see his favorites – the naughty little college girls who usually made his workday worthwhile. As if on cue, there was a knock at the door and in walked Jenna, a 21-year-old blonde bombshell with huge fake tits that strained against her low-cut tank top. Her tight jean shorts left little to the imagination as they hugged her round ass.
“Hiya Doc,” Jenna purred, sauntering in on sky-high heels. “I thought ya could give my privates a look, if ya know what I mean,” she giggled, hiking up her top to flash him.
Dr. Simon smirked knowingly. Jenna was infamous around the clinic for booking fake appointments just for these naughty little ‘exams’. How could he say no to such a horny vixen? Plus, let’s be real – he enjoyed sampling the goods of the area’s best tits.
“Well, hop right up on the table and let’s have a look,” he said, winking. Jenna eagerly complied, bending over with her ass in the air as she shimmied out of her shorts. Her barely-there thong left her plump ass and puffy pussy lips fully on display.
“Like what ya see, Doc? I’ve been saving it up all day for ya,” she said coyly, wiggling her hips. His cock sprang to attention instantly. He wasted no time in moving behind her, slipping his thumb between her plump lips to rub her clit in slow circles.
“Mmmm yeah, fuck… that’s it,” she moaned, pressing back against him. He could feel her wetness starting to drip down his fingers. This girl must have been hornier than a bunny in spring. He slid two fingers directly inside her tight cunt, curling them to rub her g-spot. Jenna let out a yelp as her back arched.
“Sensitive little slut, aren’t ya? I bet you’d cum in seconds if I really gave it to ya,” he growled, picking up his pace. His other hand flew to her big tits, grabbing and kneading roughly. Her heavy tits jiggled in his hands.
“Wh-what if I said yes? C-cumming quick is almost my superpower,” she panted, grinding back onto his hand. He smirked, thrilled by her responsiveness. This little porcelain slut was dripping on his other buttons by now.
“You want me to make this bitch squirt like a loose fire hydrant, doncha?” Her eyes widened as he slipped a third finger in seamlessly.
“Then cum for me, you whiny pornstratrix,” he commanded, slamming into her cervix while pinching her nipple. Jenna was pushed over the edge, crying out as she came hard on his fingers, squirting everywhere with shocking force and volume. The doc groaned at the sight, both hands now covered in her warm, sticky juices.
“Holy shit, went clear across the room that time!” Jenna laughed maniacally at the puddle she’d left. Her ecstasy seemed only to increase his own arousal. He wasted no time in freeing his rigid cock, slamming into her sopping wet hole without warning. The two fell into a fierce tempo from the start, fucking with animalistic intensity. Wet slapping noises filled the room.
“Shit, your cunt takes cock like it was made for it,” the doctor grunted, pounding relentlessly. The force was making her fake tits bounce uncontrollably in a way that only motivated him further. Her moans were like music to his ears.
“I’m gunna fill you up like a water balloon and send ya back to campus drenched in cum,” he promised. A lustful grin spread across her face at the prospect. They hit a new peak and together achieved a blistering climax, cuban fist or creampie. Their hoarse screams of pleasure would surely carry through the whole clinic.
In the aftermath, the two friends lay panting amidst the ruination of the exam room, cum and female ejaculate forming little rivers on the tiled floor. Despite her airheaded persona, he knew Jenna was smart enough to stay on birth control and get regular STI checkups. Had to admire her brazenness anyway – most young women didn’t do the doctor-patient roleplay quite this well.
Just then, an intern poked their head in hesitantly. Poor kid had no idea what he was walking into – the sight of Dr. Simon’s bare ass still slick with the patient’s juices seemed to shortcircuit their brain fairly successfully.
“Cum find yourself a new hobby other than peeping?” Simon quipped, buttoning up our his shirt. The student fled rapidly. Jenna just giggled. “God, I love winding them up.” He shook his head but couldn’t hold back a laugh. You had to love a lady who embraced her inner deviant so openly.
“Til next time, my dear,” he said, watching her saunter out in her torn outfit, a sock on one foot. “Fuck, like clockwork.” Soon to be returning, no doubt. Around these parts, you didn’t get a stickler for johns like Dr. Simon every day.
