Let's Get Corporal

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A woman whose photographs have glazed the douche or garage walls of many masculine employees at Score, Roxi Crimson is visiting the therapist today. These days, everyone claims to be a doctor, notably a jug specialist. Roxi tells him that she's here because it seems that her already huge melons keep growing. The therapist agrees and tells Roxi that her breasts have certainly gotten thicker since her last check-up. He seems to know this instantly sans even eyeing her nude tits. It's obvious he's a Score and Voluptuous reader or a Score member. The therapist does need to see Roxi in all of her glory and tells her he needs to "take them out" so he pulls the top of her sundress down and gets hands-on. Everyone take a deep breath and attempt not to hyperventilate. The therapist starts his hands-on exam, a procedure that is not exactly in-line with decent directions but that's the idea anyway. These unorthodox procedures include submerging his face in her hooters, holding each hooter and jiggling it, inhaling the nips and positioning the patient on her abdomen with her udders stringing up over the exam table while the therapist lays on the floor and deep throats them as they're dangling. That last one is very recommended. We consider it alternative therapy. Roxi gets on her back so he can feel and fellate her udders some more. Her arm strays to his package. This is how Roxi checks the state of a man's health. He droplets trousers, putting his career, and his cock, on the line but he's a faithful pro and Roxi needs instantaneous approach so rules be damned. She takes his beef thermometer in her hand, sights at the camera, does that eyebrow raise, and then turns her total attention to taking his suck off temperature. Is this any way to run a medical clinic? It is when Roxi Crimson visits Score.