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Dr. Toppinbottom said that they do things a little differently in that clinic than in most offices and that was because they only focused on masculines and not women. I said okay and the Doc wished to start by listening to my heart and lungs. I eliminated my tee-shirt and the good doctor took a couple of listens to my breathing. Afterward he looked in my ears, eyes, and mouth, and took my blood stress which was a normal level even after being in an accident. Toppinbottom dreamed to do a pelvic exam and so he dreamed me to take off my pants, I hopped off the table and undressed down. Taking a seat, the Doc commented on my jockstrap, and I told him that I just practice a lot of sports. Putting on a pair of gloves the Doc was using a pair of black strenuous duty gloves. When I asked about them, he told me that they were for doing deep research. He began to feel around my lower pelvic realm with his arms moving around my waistband area. Reaching into the jock disrobe he pulled my spear and ball sack out and felt around beneath them and to the side. Dr. Toppinbottom asked me how many fucking partners I am typically with, and honestly I just don't count.
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