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Sexeclinic- Real Medical — Fetish -amp- Gynecological Examination Videos ~repack~

"Please," she whimpered, not entirely sure what she was begging for.

He reached for the drawer, the sound of metal sliding against metal making her flinch slightly. He withdrew a sleek, stainless-steel speculum. He held it up to the light, letting her see it, letting the anticipation build. There was something profoundly erotic about the instrument in his large, competent hands—a tool of his trade that he was about to use to unravel her. "Please," she whimpered, not entirely sure what she

His eyes flashed dangerously at the use of his name, but he didn't correct her. Instead, he increased the pressure of his thumb, his other hand resting heavily on her hip to keep her still. "You need to stay still, Clara. I'm examining you. You don't move until I say you can." He held it up to the light, letting

"Look at that," he murmured, more to himself than to her, as he slowly, carefully inserted the speculum. The cold metal stretched her, a sudden, intense fullness that made her dig her nails into the paper covering the exam table. Instead, he increased the pressure of his thumb,

Elias reached up, his thumb finding the highly sensitive bundle of nerves just above the opening. He applied the slightest bit of pressure, rubbing a slow, agonizing circle. Clara cried out, her body jerking against the table, the speculum shifting inside her, intensifying the overwhelming sensation of being stretched and filled.

"Please," she whimpered, not entirely sure what she was begging for.

He reached for the drawer, the sound of metal sliding against metal making her flinch slightly. He withdrew a sleek, stainless-steel speculum. He held it up to the light, letting her see it, letting the anticipation build. There was something profoundly erotic about the instrument in his large, competent hands—a tool of his trade that he was about to use to unravel her.

His eyes flashed dangerously at the use of his name, but he didn't correct her. Instead, he increased the pressure of his thumb, his other hand resting heavily on her hip to keep her still. "You need to stay still, Clara. I'm examining you. You don't move until I say you can."

"Look at that," he murmured, more to himself than to her, as he slowly, carefully inserted the speculum. The cold metal stretched her, a sudden, intense fullness that made her dig her nails into the paper covering the exam table.

Elias reached up, his thumb finding the highly sensitive bundle of nerves just above the opening. He applied the slightest bit of pressure, rubbing a slow, agonizing circle. Clara cried out, her body jerking against the table, the speculum shifting inside her, intensifying the overwhelming sensation of being stretched and filled.