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You walked into my office complaining about "trouble cumming," but one sharp smack of my blue latex gloves and I knew you weren't sick... just a leaking, pathetic glove whore who needs a strict 10-minute clinical milking. I lube up my medical gloves and take your cock with cold, precise authority, stroking base to tip while I diagnose your chronic latex addiction and tease every future prostate appointment. I build you slowly, edge you cruelly, and make you beg to cover my gloves before I pump out every drop and taste your sample through the rubber. Consider this your first official visit: you're booked as my permanent experiment, and next week I'm going even deeper.