Her face twists between shock and surrender as thick fingers push their way in before she finishes gasping. No foreplay, no warning—just a gloved hand slamming into place like this is routine (because it is). The exam room lights flicker over saggy tits barely contained by a stretched uniform top, her nails digging into latex as she tries to pull away but doesn’t really want to. Mouth hangs open mid-scream when that first cock slides past lips slick with spit and desperation. She gags—not from pleasure yet—but from the sheer audacity of being used like this in broad daylight.