Dr. Elena Voss strode into the private USG medical suite with the confidence of a woman who owned every room she entered. Her lab coat hugged her curves, and her sharp eyes locked onto the man waiting on the exam table. Marcus Kane, the agency's top operative, smirked. "Doctor Voss, I see the government sent their finest for this... ultrasound." Elena raised an eyebrow, her voice laced with wit. "Don't flatter yourself, Kane. USG Penisa protocol is standard, even for cocky agents like you. Pants off, let's see what we're dealing with."
Marcus chuckled, shedding his clothes with deliberate slowness. "Witty as ever. Most docs just probe without the banter. You always this horny for protocol?" Elena's gaze flicked to his hardening length. "Only when the subject is this responsive. Lie back. This gel's cold, but the machine's thorough." She applied the cool lubricant, her gloved fingers brushing his cock, which twitched under her touch. The tension crackled as the ultrasound wand hummed to life, images flickering on screen. "Looks... impressive. Hard already? Government property shouldn't get so excited."
"Blame the operator," Marcus shot back, voice low. "Your hands are magic, Elena. Bet that pussy of yours is just as skilled." Elena laughed, a throaty sound, pressing the wand firmer. "Strong words from a man dripping under my care. Keep talking and I'll make this exam last." Their dialogue sparked, her strength matching his every quip. She removed the gloves, fingers tracing his abs. "Tell me, agent, ever had a blowjob mid-procedure?" Marcus groaned, cock fully hard now. "Only if the doc's as wet as you look."
Elena stood, shedding her coat to reveal a fitted blouse and skirt. She climbed onto the table, straddling him with commanding grace. "No submission here, Kane. I take what I want." Their mouths met in a fierce kiss, tongues battling wittily between breaths. "You're sweating already," she teased, grinding her ass against his throbbing cock. Marcus panted, hands gripping her hips. "And you're dripping through those panties. Horny much?" She freed his cock, stroking it firmly. "This is USG protocol now."
Elena lowered herself, taking him into her wet pussy with a shared gasp. They moved together, her riding him with powerful rolls of her hips, ass slapping against his thighs. "Fuck, your cock feels government-issue hard," she moaned, witty even in pleasure. Marcus thrust up, meeting her pace. "Your pussy's classified tight. Came close already?" The room filled with panting and the slick sounds of skin on skin. She leaned forward, breasts brushing his chest as she whispered commands. "Harder. Make me cum first."
Their climax built relentlessly. Elena's fingers dug into his shoulders as waves hit her, pussy clenching around his cock. Marcus followed, groaning as he came deep inside, cum mixing with her wetness. They collapsed, sweating and laughing. "Best exam ever," he said. Elena smirked, already plotting the next. "Protocol requires follow-ups, agent."
The door clicked shut behind them, but Elena's final glance promised the USG files held far more secrets to uncover.
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