Doctor's Rectal Retrieval

Vanessa sits on the exam table with bright purple anal beads poking out her ass, rethinking every bad decision that got her there. Riley—tall, calm, and already gloved—squeezes lube onto the visible end and starts working the beads out. The first bead pops, glistening, and Vanessa’s breath hitches. The second one drags a moan straight from her chest. Riley’s glove is slick, her knuckles brush sensitive skin, and suddenly they both feel the air change. Instead of tugging the last bead free, Riley pushes it back in slow and purposeful, watches Vanessa’s thighs twitch. She goes for more—slides a lubed hand in wrist-deep, opening Vanessa with steady, greedy pressure. The video zooms on the way flesh stretches and then stays that way, pink and winking. Riley grabs the rectal speculum next, metal blades spreading Vanessa wide so the camera can see the toy’s string gleaming inside. Fingers fuck deep, scissoring, fisting while Vanessa groans, sweat slipping down her spine. When the beads finally come all the way out, it’s Riley’s fist and the opened speculum taking their place, the room full of wet, filthy sounds and the crack of Riley’s soft, teasing voice telling her patient to push and take it.