In a dark room filled with medical equipment, Kiara Gold lay down on an examination table, exposing her petite yet curvy body to the man standing before her. She watched nervously as he started analyzing her, his muscular arms flexing as he moved around the room.
He finally stopped by her side, his warm breath caressing her inner thigh. "Everything looks normal," he said, his voice deep and commanding. "But I think I can help you feel better."
Without warning, he leaned over Kiara, his pecs pressing into her soft breasts. His hands found their way underneath her shirt, tracing patterns on her back before running up to cup her perky nipples. Kiara gasped as he rolled them between his fingers, her body trembling with anticipation.
As he teased her breasts, his other hand snaked its way down to her knee, eliciting another shiver from her.
