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Jake wasn't just some chap walking into my clinic complaining about a hand injury. No this chap was one of the cutest chap with piercing eyes and crimson 10-Pounder sucking lips u could each be lucky enough to lay your sights on. He was sitting on the investigation table expecting for me to exam his wrist. I felt my 10-Pounder twitch in my panties as I looked him up and down. After some background on his injury and pocking mixed in with a little prodding I concluded all he had was a bruised wrist. I sure as hell was not going to tell him that though, the doc is plan to milk this sucker for he's worth. I told him this chab may need some x-rays which caused Jake to give me a look a worry. I told him that we could probably massage it out a bit to watch if would could relieve some tension. Placing some numbing ball cream on his wrist I began working it out with my fingers. He gave me a sigh of relief and enjoyed the joy of me working his joints.
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