Horny Bibi And Doc Hospital Sex Video

Title: A Steamy Encounter in the Doctor’s Office

The room was dimly lit, the air thick with tension and the sweet scent of desire. The young woman lay atop the examination table, her ample bosom heaving with each anxious breath. Her flimsy white blouse hung open, the buttons patiently disrobing her with their gentle tugs. The lacy black bra she wore underneath provided little support, spilling her ripe melons with every gulp.

“Hello,” a deep voice purred from the doorway. The woman’s eyes fluttered open to drink in the sight of her doctor. He was tall and imposing, his white lab coat hugging his broad shoulders. She could practically hear her heart hammering against her ribcage as he approached, his steel-blue eyes glinting with mischief.

“Um, hello Dr. Perfect,” she stammered, feeling suddenly shy. She knew him as “Dr. P”, a rising star at the clinic. Handsome and gifted, he had a way of making his patients feel right at home – usually in his metaphorical bed. Rumors floated down the hallways of his less-than-professional relationships with certain clients. The brunette could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, wondering how much truth there was to the talk.

“Miss Bibi,” Dr. P purred back, his voice a silken whisper. “I hear you’ve been a naughty girl. Naughty girls need correction, don’t they?” His hand hovered above her chest, teasing the edge of her bra. Her breath caught, breasts straining against the fabric.

“I… I was told I have aVirgengiß-borne disease,” she squeaked out,iquaedly. issued by a Virgengissang disease.” The doctor’s eyes flashed.

“Nonsense, Bibi. There’s nothing wrong with this delectable body…” He gave her bra a peek, spilling her breasts out into the open air. The flesh jiggled invitingly, nipples hardening under his stare. “Which is exactly why I’ll need a closer look. Exam room 6 has no cameras. Naughty girls never learn their lesson in public.”

His words sent a jolt straight to her core. The thrill of the forbidden raced through her veins as she hopped off the table, breasts bouncing with the motion. With a mischievous smirk, she grabbed Dr. P’s hand and led him further into the office. Her pulse quickened at the sounds of the busy bustling outside – the hustle and bustle of the hospital, blissfully unaware of the naughty business about to unfold.

The door closed with a click that echoed through her body. Bibi turned to find Dr. P stripping off his lab coat, revealing his bare chest and trouser-clad groin. Before she could protest, his lips hovered tongue flicked out to lick her erect nipples. Sparks of pleasure flew like rockets between her thighs. She whimpered softly, clutching his shoulder for support as he began sucking, massaging, and teasing her breasts with his mouth.

A needy moan escaped her lips as his skilled hands slid underneath her skirt, fingers grazing her slick folds beneath lace panties. The thin fabric dampened instantly under his touch. Dr. P growled against her skin, firming his grip on her ass.

“You’re already dripping for me, aren’t you?” he murmured, breath hot against her nipples. Bibi could only moan in response, head swimming with desire. “Dirty little girls…”

Two fingers plunged into her wet heat without warning, curling against the smooth ridges of her walls. She bucked against his hand, shamelessly riding his fingers as he thrust in and out. Her juices coated his skin, spreading a sweet scent between them. Dr. P pumps faster, curled digits striking her g-spot with expert precision. Bibi’s walls clench, eyelids fluttering as her first climax rolls over her.

“Now it’s my turn,” Dr. P purred, grinning roguishly. He steps back, roughly shoving down his trousers and underwear down and letting his hard cock spring free, thick and dripping with pre-cum. “On your knees. Time for an oral exam.”

Bibi’s eyes widened at the sight, thighs clenching. She’d heard about his endowment, but flesh to flesh was so much better. Dr. P laces his fingers through her hair, locking her head in place. His musky scent filled her nostrils as he dragged the tip of his rod along her lips, smearing it with pre-cum. Bibi’s tongue darted out to taste him, relishing the salty-sweet flavor.

Slowly, she parted her lips, letting his thickness slide past. The fleshy muscle throbbed against her tongue as she took him deeper, wrapping her fingers around his base. Flesh swallowed, she began bobbing her head, working that cock like her life depended on it. The doctor groaned, hips moving in rhythm with her pumps.

“Ah, you are a bad girl,” he grunted, tightening his grip on her hair. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say virgengissang is directly proportionate to cock-sucking ability.”

Bibi moaned around his cock, struggling to keep from gagging as he hit the back of her throat. Dr. P smirked, accepting her as a skilled student. He pushes deeper, hitting the gates of exquisite discomfort. Drool dribbles down Bibi’s chin as he saws in and out, conquering her throat with each thrust.

The young woman could feel precum leaking out, staining her thighs. Dr. P’s grunts echoed through the room, punctuated by her gags. His balls tightened underneath her hands, signaling his impending release. She wanted to finish him properly, to taste his victory. Without prompting, Bibi doubled her efforts, drool splattering onto her blouse as she gulps and sucks him drier with each progress.

He snarls, fingers yanking her head to the base once more as heated rope after rope of thick, virile cum unloaded into her throat. Bibi recoils, more fluid gagging her as he mark her insides with his seed. The doctor pulled back, allowing her to recoup and swallow what she could.

“Now, look what you’ve done,” Dr. P chastised mockingly, eyeing his messy shaft. Knuckles white from restraint, he hoisted the girl onto the desk, roughly hitching her legs over his shoulders. His cock notched into her entrance, head kissing her clit. “Does my naughty student require s perineal exam as well?”