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Dr. Phingerphuck asked me to wreck b draw down my pants, so that he could take up the exam. Stripping off my jeans, I returned to sitting on the comestible while the doc put on his rubber gloves. Hearing the latex snap against his integument was a little scary, but I trusted him. Feeling around my groan area he was looking for any tender areas, but after a little while my underwear was getting in his way.
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