Novel & Cerita Erotic Doctor

I stood still and allowed his dick to poke my ass. His lips licked my neck softly, his breath fanning soft air on my ear. My body shivered at his touch, a wave of electrical current ran from my brain to my pussy, making my pants wet. I grind my ass on his erect dick, back bent a little. The doctor removed his zipper, freeinghis thick, veiny monster. His hand dragged off the skimpy gown I wore, hand shifted my pants to the side, and he slid into my creamy hole. He held my hand to the back, slamming in slowly. My leg shivers and trembles. The doctor didn’t pity

“Fuck me! Ohhh, nnnngghh! Harder! Use me!” “That’s it,” he panted, his voice thick with lust. “Take it all. You’re so slick, so perfect. You were built for this dick, weren’t you? Tell me you’re my bitch. Tell me you want me to fill you up, even in the ER.” “Yesss! Ahhh! Anywhere, Doc. Fuck me anywhere. Anyhow. Ahhh, ahh, ahhh. Fuck… yesss… I’m yours! Ahhhh—harder! Please… faster! Ooohhh, yesss…”

Squish, squish, squish. Leo moved his hips, matching the doctor's rhythm. "Yes," he whimpered. "Fuck me with your fingers. It feels so good." "You have a dirty mouth," the doctor said. He slapped Leo’s butt cheek with his other hand. Smack. "Ah!" Leo cried out. "Do that again." Dr. Kaelen spanked him again. He kept fingering Leo’s ass fast. He hit the prostate over and over. Leo was sweating. He was shaking. The pressure in his dick was huge. He felt like he was going to explode. "Doctor," he gasped. "I am going to cum. You are making me cum."

I reached up and touched his jaw, and he kissed me hard, tongue claiming my mouth while one large hand cupped the heavy weight of my breast, thumb brushing over my nipple until it peaked. “We shouldn’t do too much yet,” he said against my lips, but he didn’t stop. His fingers trailed down, gripping the soft thickness of my thigh, squeezing possessively. “Soon, though. When you’re stronger, I’m going to worship every inch of this beautiful body. Kiss it. Taste it. Make you understand how obsessed I am.” A sharp knock interrupted us. Ethan pulled back quickly and stood just as Dr. Ryan Hayes walked in, carrying fresh charts and wearing an easy smile.

I knew the exact reason why we didn’t have any kids. Was this what he was going through in the hands of his mistresses? Poor thing. “Well, have we done anything about it? Have we gone to the doctor or something?” I asked and he shook his head. “Yes. They said there was nothing they could do but they did give me some tips to help,” he said and I looked at him inquisitively. “Which is?” I asked and he hesitated a while before telling me. “Well, the doctors says I have to be properly aroused before doing the act but I don’t know what is happening now,” he said and I would have felt really bad for except for the fact that he was a terrible liar and I hated lies.

the curvy psychiatrist murmured as her moistness found his pulsing manhood. Ma’Heron groaned, his chest rumbling out the sound, as he felt his hardened head entering her soft wet opening, “May I then request continuous audience… unggghhh… and regular visits with the… mmmppphhhh… psychotherapist of my choice so that I may learn how to truly… ahhhh… love my mate, dearest doctor?”

Then he took his phone out, hit record, and set it on the counter angled toward the table. “For my private collection,” he said, sliding back into me slow. “So I can jerk off to my niece spread open in my clinic whenever I want.” He fucked me for another forty minutes—slow, then fast, making me count my orgasms out loud like a good patient. By the time he untied me I’d lost track at six. He helped me down, legs useless, wrapped me in his white coat because my scrubs were ruined with come and lube and torn paper.

The man said cooly. "I just said I can help you. That's if you let me." "You aren't even a doctor by profession. See ma, this is not a club where women hook up with men and vice versa. This is a very serious company and if my bosses sees me having an unnecessary conversation, I'm getting fired." He said as politely as he could. Natasha felt slightly insulted. This man thought she's flirting with him, huh? "By the ways, I'm a doctor myself so trust me when I say my condition has no permanent cure. Will you excuse me, please?" One could tell the man is frustrated yet didn't want to walk away from her in a way that will look rude.

It had been three months since the accident happened, only now did he really try this thing again with a woman. The room was dark when the woman entered. He didn't want her to see his face. Even her manager did not know him. He felt her touch his manhood. She kissed and swallowed it but eventually, she stopped. "W-why..." It seemed like a startled question. He wanted to send the woman away immediately because even though she had been teasing him for a few minutes now, his manhood really didn't react. He felt the same way again the first time the doctor confirmed that he was impotent. Even though he already knows, it's still not easy to accept that he doesn't have that ability in bed anymore.

I am not sure if he knows how much this behavior helps to keep up our facade of being a real couple. “Then let’s start. If you’ll please come with me, miss Ross. You are welcome to join as well, Mr. Peccati.” The doctor motions for me to step behind a screen to undress and then get up on the bed and place my legs in the stirrup. She glances at the bruises on my thighs and but, and the ones developing on my knee with concern. “Our sexual preferences are none of your business.” Alessio snaps at her and she sends him a quick uncertain smile before starting the examination.