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The doctor dreamed me to change positions one more time, and put my feet up in some stirrups. Laying there on my back, he gave me a tiny bite of anesthesia to make me relax. My man sausage was rock hard, and I knew that he was going to want to get some jism out of me. Pushing another object up my ass, he did so while stroking me off. Dr. Phingerphuck’s forearm was getting tired, so I took over the jerking, while he played with my butt. I told him that I was about to blow my load, and he squashed my nipples a couple of times. I came a yam-sized fountain up my pecs from all the tugging off that I had done. The doctor was struck by its size, but what sent me into some shock was him extracting the object from my ass. He told me to get cleaned up, and that he would like me to schedule another rendezvous to comeback in for some more testing.
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