Wonderful Tanned Babe Breathtaking Xxx
The sun-bronzed goddess sprawled across the plush leather exam table, her toned legs dangling over the edge. A thin scrap of white fabric covered her most intimate area, leaving little to the imagination. Sweat glistened on her tanned skin. Her heart pounded, echoing in the sterile medical bay.
Dr. Pleasure strode in, a playful smirk tugging at her plump red lips. She wore a long white coat and very little else. Confidence radiated from her curvy frame as she approaches her trembling patient.
“Well hello there, my sun-kissed beauty. I’m here to conduct a…thorough examination,” Dr. Purrs, her voice low and sultry. She runs a delicate finger along the edge of the bed, trailing it up the patient’s inner thigh, under the hem of the minuscule dress. “Please remove the strappy little number so I can begin our session.”
The stunner blushes, bites her bottom lip, then slowly slides the flimsy frock upwards bit by bit. Her shapely rear exits the fabric first, followed by the smooth globe of her right breast. She tosses the dress carelessly aside with a giggle, now nude except for a pair of strappy stilettos that hug her ankles. Dr. Pleasure drinks in the toilette body, eyes full of fiery lust.
“Mmm, quite a specimen you are,” she husks, gloved hands caressing the patient’s silky limbs. “Let’s get these vitals first…” She wraps a cuff around the brunette’s bicep and pumps. The stethoscope pressed against her chest listens to the padded thumps of a racing heart.
“Thoroughly excited, I see,” Dr. Pleasure teases, unhooking the cuff. “And your pupils are already dilated. Likely not your first time tempting fate with a lady of medicine.”
The patient moans softly, hips squirming with need. Gloved fingers dip between her legs, finding slick folds already aroused. Dr. Pleasure hums appreciatively.
“Yes, lovely and wet, just as I’d hoped. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves. I must properly prepare you.”
She retrieves a bottle from the cabinet, liberally dousing a long cot Gage finger. Without warning, she slides the cool glass phallus inside her patient’s dripping opening with one smooth motion. The tan temptress gasps, back arching in ecstasy. But Dr. Pleasure is not done yet.
Ducking between her spread thighs, she begins lapping at the unveiled sex, tonguing the invading glass phallus as it plunges in and out. The patient cries out, thighs locking around her head, fingers fisting in her ducked red locks. Her climax slams into her like a freight train, spasming and mewling her release.
But Dr. Pleasure does not relent. Seizing a bid bottle of lube, she slathers her cock sheathing glove, then joins the glass implement within the patient’s fluttering channel. This time, she pumps the toys in tandem, building the brunette’s pleasure anew with merciless efficiency. Another orgasm, more intense than the last, has her clenching and quaking on the narrowed table.
“The tibsssss…the midwife… ” she manages to pant.
“The what?” Dr. Pleasure questions, only to smirk around the toys still thrusting vigorously. “Already needing more of your doctor? What a greedy little patient you are.”
She plunges the implements as deep as they can go, twisting and curling them against the brunette’s g-spot. A steady stream of curses and non-verbal cries signify the patient’s rapture.
With a gasping whimper, the leg lock loosens, allowing Dr. Pleasure to withdraw her hands. She sets the toys aside carelessly and hovers her face above the heaving chest.
“Sorry, sweetheart. That won’t be possible. I’m here to tend to MY needs now,” she husks, driving three slickened fingers into the slick cavity without warning. Her thumb rubs the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of the brunette’s thighs.
The victim mewls, but her body arches into the touch, cunt already clenching with the telltale flutters of another impending release.
Dr. Pleasure purrs, pleased by the response. “Mmm, such an obedient little toy,” she coos, curling her digits just so. “…I knew you’d be perfect for this.”
