"Sorry," he said as he leaped to his feet and made a dash for the door. Then he noticed the pulsating bulge in the doctors pants, and Brett decided he had to leave. "How big is your fuck tool?"īrett looked around, flusterd. He picked up a clip board and started to read. "Yes, you look very fine indeed." The doctor moved and sat on the edge of his desk, just in front of Brett. I must say that you look very well." He licked his lips. "Well," said the doctor, "let's get started. Now Brett was older and he looked at the doctor. And he kissed him, first on the forehead then on the lips. Gone to see him, and the doctor said that he had no idea what was wrong with Brett but he was sure that he could kiss him better. There was something about this doctor, such as the way he used to touch Brett when he was younger, the way he ran his hands over his chest and stroked his ass. Visits to the doctor always made him nervous, and in particular the doctor who now sat across the desk from him was prone to give him cause for concern. As Brett sat in the big leather chair he was nervous.
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