A visit to the gynecologist

Valery straight-up lives for these OBGYN visits. Her doctor looks good enough to eat and he's always breaking in some fresh-ass resident she's got her eye on. She only books with him because no other guy's hands get between her thighs and know exactly what to do—plus she gets the bonus game of seeing which new guy he's training that day. Picture this: our little dick magnet bent over the table while the doc palms her ass cheek open, tells her exactly how wet she makes him, and works his fingers deep enough to make the room tilt. His trainee isn't just watching, either—he's knuckles-deep in training mode beside the chair with a clipboard trying not to drop it. The nurses keep “dropping” lab requisitions in the hall just to peek through the crack, faces burning with pure–fucking–envy while the curtain shakes with every nice, firm thrust Valery’s getting. Lines at the clinic wrap halfway around the damn block, and now the rumors finally make sense: who knew premium pussy care came with such enthusiastic follow-through.