go to a skin cancer check-up every two years. This routine check-up is not only free of charge, it doesn't hurt either, and you also have a feeling of security afterwards, because skin cancer is curable if it is detected early. A year and a half ago, it was time again for an examination. But I was amazed, because this time, instead of the old dermatologist from the last visit, there was a young doctor around 30, although just looking at the new practice sign would have indicated the change of owner, but I hadn't paid attention to it, especially in the phone book the old doctor was still listed and the number hadn't changed. The doctor might be a little over 1.70 cm. She was very slim, almost skinny, had long black hair and an average face:
She looked very worn out and exhausted. She started the investigation. For this I had to take off my pants and sit on the couch. She quickly walked my body with her examination lamp and then made notes, also asking me about my tanning habits. Then I should take off my underpants and lie down on the couch. Even if that may now indicate clear intentions: No, it is first of all a normal part of the thorough skin examination, the predecessor had also done it that way, which is why I thought nothing of it. Now she looked at my best piece with her lamp, then asked me: “Please fold your foreskin back!” I obeyed the order, whereupon she bent down even lower. Now I practically only saw the head
Which gave me a big boner even though it didn't touch me. The doctor backed away. There was a brief moment of indecision, then she grabbed my cock, hesitantly at first, then stroked it gently. Then she went to her desk and pulled out a handbag from underneath, from which she took a rubber band. She came back and put the thing over my still stiff cock. Now I have to admit that I'm not a fan of these parts, which is why I protested now. But she only said: “So or not at all!” I stayed silent because I hadn't had a wife for almost half a year. She continued to stroke him now, but only with one hand, with the other she pulled off her smock and opened her pants, letting both fall on the floor.
Then she sat with her hot and slippery cunt on my cock, where she sighed freed. She began to ride gently at first, making cute chuckling noises, but then became more and more violent and quickly came to orgasm, with her pussy clasping me convulsively. I chased my load in her almost immediately, but unfortunately it only went into the rubber. She got off me and looked a little embarrassed. The excitement had given her face a nice red tinge. I said that we could do it again because I was quite horny from the long abstinence and only needed a few seconds of rest. I slid off the couch and knelt in front of her, then I licked her wet cunt. It smelled extremely spicy, but also tasted a bit like the rubber at first. I gently licked her clit
In the meantime I was ready to mate again. She quickly returned to orgasm and peeled off my face. Now she went back to her desk and fished a new condom out of her handbag, which she then slipped over my stick-hard cock. She lay down on the couch and asked for 69, which is why I got into position. Now she diligently sucked my cock, I returned the favor with the same diligence on her cunt, again making chuckling noises. She was still incredibly horny and came back quickly. I didn't want to come in her mouth, at least not with rubber, which is why I climbed off the cot. "I want to fuck you!" I demanded. I held her gently while doing this. She should stay on her back because I wanted to get on top of her.
I was expecting a protest, but either she hadn't understood it at first, or maybe she didn't care now, at least I finally felt her hot hole properly. She immediately asked for a certain rhythm with her pelvis and I was only too happy to adapt. Finally I rode her faster and faster, making the chuckling comfort noises again. Soon she came again, which was the hosing-down keyword for me. I shot her in a huge shot, then got off her. She let me stroke her afterwards, but got up a short time later and looked at the mess on the couch and in her pussy. I half her when moving the couch, then we slip into our clothes. "We're welcome to repeat that from time to time," I offered, but she didn't respond positively.
With the rubber left out, I would have abused her trust in the end and taken advantage of her plight. I went out now. The waiting room was now packed and the nurses looked pretty puzzled. Now I had to think about the fact that the doctor had dressed again, but still carried my semen in her and with the rush in the practice certainly did not take a shower before the lunch break. On the other hand, I went out relieved and I'm already looking forward to the appointment in six months: It'll either be horny again - or rather embarrassing, especially since I've also had a girlfriend for a year.
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