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I’m your innocent little patient, sitting nervously in the chair while you lean in to inspect my shiny braces. I open my mouth wide, let my tongue glide over my brackets, and whisper soft, wet sounds just for your ears. Every lick, click, and giggle is slow, teasing, and so dirty — I know how much you love the sound of my spit. Is this still a dental exam… or have you already imagined your fingers in my mouth?