“But you are a therapist ...” Adele tried to resist weakly, looking at her knees.

- Exactly, I am a therapist! - I added steel notes to my voice, - And so I can not give you a certificate until I am fully convinced at least in a satisfactory state of your health - I finished a little softer.

“There is still a lot to check ...” I concluded, revealing the map.

- This is what ?! - the girl threw at me extended, frightened eyes.

- So, a citizen, in addition to you, I still have a lot of patients, so please, let's finish quickly - I blurted out and leaned back in my chair.

- Stripped to your underpants and stand in the center of the office, I will now give you a rug - I looked under the table, pulled out a small square rug, went out into the middle of the office and put the rug on the floor, - Please!

Adele got up from her chair and, without even covering her breasts, on stiff legs, dragged herself towards me. Quickly, I headed towards my desk, passing by the girl, felt a slightly noticeable breeze from her braids. Approaching my table, I again changed the position of the glass. He sat in a chair and picked up a map.

In our clinic, patients go to specialists of the same gender. So we have taken. The fact that the girl is examined by a man, that is, I, gives my event a special, incomparable taste. And the fact that all examines - blows the head.

The girl went to the rug, sat down, turned her back to me, undid the clasps of her shoes, took off her shoes and stood on the carpet. Buzzed by lightning, exposing even, strong hips, sat down, freed from jeans. Jeans threw over her left arm bent in the elbow, bent over, with her right hand pulled off her socks. Slightly turned around, as if asking for help.

I approached her slowly, took her clothes, carried them away and put them on the seat of my chair. He returned and took the shoes. Adele stood without stirring. Just in case, turning my back to the girl, I pulled the phone out of the glass and tucked it under the floors of my white medical robe, where at the chest level I had a special inner pocket sewn. Fit the lens into the buttonhole.

He went to the patient and looked at her with pleasure. Clean, young, light skin without scars and defects. Thin handles, like two reeds, hang down, white panties half cover the elastic, steep buttocks, the edges of the panties diagonally go somewhere down, under her sweet "buns". I have already begun to doubt whether my white bathrobe masks me well.

“Well, now I’ll check you for the presence or absence of flat feet and for the curvature of the spine.” Lift and show me, please, the left foot.

Adele stood on her right leg, and raised her left one and pulled her foot up. With my left hand, I took my foot by the fingers, and with my right, I ran it on the upper side of my foot, ankle-deep and mid-calf. Her skin was soft and fresh, like a cobweb, she did not forget to shave her legs. I was a little annoyed, so I wanted to feel under the palm of my hand at least a slight tingling of a young, healthy young growth of this fabulous, and such defenseless Asian woman.

The girl began to lose balance, funny jumping on one leg. Holding the fingers of her legs with my left hand, I put my right hand on her neck, running her palm over the shoulder.

- Be careful - I let go of her leg, - You do not have flat feet.

With two thumbs, he ran a spine dimple, stroking the side of the girl with the rest of the fingers of both hands.

- And everything is fine with the spine - I took a step back.

- Turn to face me - I ordered.

The girl obeyed, turned. Thin fingers clenched into fists. Her chest jumped funny, her toes pressed into the carpet. Panties hid the crotch and ... and everything, no hairs around the edges. I did not like it.

“Lean forward and touch the floor with your fingers,” I demanded.

Adele bent down, stretched out her fingers, but did not reach the floor.

- Drag, pull! - I ordered, - You are still very young! - I thundered.

Suddenly the girl gasped, straightened, and clutched her stomach.

“Well, the third glass of water will not be drunk,” I remarked and told the girl to turn her back on me.

- Lower the panties to the knees.

My voice sounded to her like a bolt from the blue. She did not move, I was silent. I was silent, she did not move. Finally, Adele grabbed onto the elastic of her underpants and pulled her down. I opened her ass, so strong and elastic, like a nut, the two halves of which were separated by a flat groove.

- Take off your panties, otherwise you can falter - I sat down in front of her booty on one knee, helping to finally get rid of a dangerous item of clothing, gliding along the hollow between her buttocks. On the left buttock, I noticed a small brown mole.

- Moles can lead to skin cancer - I just poked the mole with my finger, - It will be in your best interest if I make an additional inspection - I said carefully.

- No, no, do not ... - whispered the girl, shaking her head, pulling pigtails.

“The doctor is here, I calmly answered the doctor, getting up on my feet and putting the girl's panties in the pocket of a white robe.”

- Bend forward and push the buttocks apart.

The girl bent down, slightly spreading her buttocks with her fingers.

- Stronger! - I rumbled.

The girl, crying, stretched her buttocks with all her fingers.

My eyes opened the lower edges of the genital lips, surrounded by black, thick pubic hair and dark little ring of the anus, around which were also dark-haired, but sparse hairs.

- Stand so, do not move - I warned, went to the glass cabinet, pulled out and put on rubber medical gloves.

- I have to make sure that there is no hemorrhoids - I warned, getting up again on one knee before the divorced girl's ass.

I brought my index finger to her dark circle ...

If we put aside medical ethics, I did not do anything that would go beyond my authority, except for a few moments. I did not want to physically torture a girl, hurt her or sheer humiliation, I don’t need it. She did everything for me, because I am a Doctor Manipulator.

I brought my index finger close to her dark circle, checked whether the “buttonhole” was looking where it was going, and made a characteristic gesture with my finger, as if I wanted to get inside her ass. The girl continued to sob.

- Adele, do not cry, everything is fine - I reassured her, - You do not have hemorrhoids.

I gently removed her fingers from the priests and he grabbed the girl's buttocks.

- You can turn around.

- Turn around ?! - breathed Adele.

- Well, yes, but what confuses you? Do you think I see a girl like that for the first time? - I reassured her voice good dad.

Continuing to sniff, the girl began to turn around, I helped her with her hands. A pubis appeared over my face, overgrown with thick, black hair, there was a lot of hair, but only within the borders of my panties. Hair, hair and labia in the hair. I have to work hard to get to her most intimate.

I squinted at my magic buttonhole, everything was fine.

With my left hand I held Adel behind the ass, I right slightly pressed down just above the pubis.

“What do you feel ...” I began.

“I can’t stand it any longer,” the girl whispered, straining her legs, and tears began to flow from her eyes again.

A few droplets of urine descended along its thickets and dropped on my knee.

- rather! - I sharply straightened and dragged the girl to his desk.

- Climb on the table! - I ordered, pushing her buttocks.

Adele roared in a voice, throwing her knee on the table. I grabbed the bag, ripped it off, pulled out the jar and unscrewed the lid. The girl was already sitting on the table, spreading her knees to the side. On the surface of the table was already a serious size puddle. Having spread my fingers and hair and labia, looking from the side through the devkino thigh, I brought the jar almost close to ... Read more →