My First Time Claiming Her: The Doctor’s Forbidden Touch
In the exam room of my home clinic, Thursday morning light filtered through the blinds. Clémentine lay there, ass up, still bare from days of care. Her bruised cheeks had faded, but those chains and padlocks on her pussy—ten rings, five locks—mocked me. Years of her husband’s control. My heart hammered. I’d massaged her ass…