Dr. Elena Voss leaned against her desk, her sharp green eyes scanning the chart of her latest patient. At 19, Alex was a towering 90kg of muscle with an ass that could make saints reconsider their vows. Virgin, prostate issues—classic case, but something about his fidgety stance made her pulse quicken.
"Strip from the waist down, Alex. Let's see what we're dealing with," she commanded, her voice laced with wit. "And don't worry, I won't bite... unless the diagnosis calls for it."
Alex blushed, fumbling with his jeans. "Doc, this is embarrassing. I'm a virgin, for god's sake. Can't we just do pills?"
Elena smirked, snapping on gloves. "Pills are for cowards. Your prostate's inflamed, and that appetizing rear of yours needs hands-on attention. Turn around—bend over the table."
As he complied, her gaze lingered on his firm, round ass. "Mmm, quite the view. And that cock? Small but... intriguing. Horny already? It's twitching."
"It's not—" he started, but she interrupted with a slick enema nozzle, sliding it in smoothly. "Relax, big guy. This'll clear things up. Feel that warm rush?"
He panted, sweating as the liquid filled him. "This is... intense. You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Smart boy," she quipped, withdrawing it. "Now for the massage." Her fingers probed his ass, finding his prostate. He groaned, cock hardening slightly. "There it is—tight little spot. You're dripping already? Naughty virgin."
Alex gasped, "Your fingers... so skilled. Feels good, doc."
Elena chuckled, her own pussy growing wet. "Call me Elena. And this?" She leaned in, lips wrapping around his cock for a slow blowjob. He bucked, panting harder. "Fuck, Elena—your mouth's magic."
She pulled back, eyes fiery. "Not submissive, remember? I lead." Stripping swiftly, she mounted him on the table, guiding his now-hard cock into her dripping pussy. They moved in rhythm, her ass grinding, both sweating and horny. "Harder—yes!"
He came first, cum spilling deep, but she rode through, climaxing with a witty moan: "Prescribed: ten more sessions. Your ass is mine weekly."
The room echoed with their panting as she prescribed the follow-ups, already plotting the explosive next encounter.
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