Doctor Loves Taboo Therapy: From Exam Room to Bedroom

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The clinic’s air was cool, but a feverish heat bloomed between Nelly and Dr. Love within the sterile examination room. A single, knowing touch from the doctor sent a shiver through Nelly, her breath catching as a silent confession passed between them in the charged silence. Her body, tense with unspoken longing, softened under the gentle, exploring caress that mapped the landscape of her yearning. Whispers melted into soft, shared moans, a fragile symphony of surrender that made the bright lights feel intimate. Their clothes became a forgotten puddle on the floor, a discarded barrier as they traded places in a wordless, urgent dance of mutual discovery. The world narrowed to the slide of skin on skin, to the feeling of her own heartbeat thrumming in her ears, a frantic drum. A shared instrument of pleasure became an extension of their connection, each movement a question and an answer in their private language. The door creaked open, revealing Darrell’s stunned face, yet the spell was not broken but expanded, pulling him into their orbit. His presence shifted the energy, transforming their intimate duet into a tender, exploratory trio, a new kind of therapy conducted with hands and sighs. In that moment, they were simply three souls adrift in a sea of sensation, completely unaware of the observing eyes beyond the two-way mirror.