Dr. Dante'nin Leo ile samimi terapi seansı

Leo, a nervous patient, sits on the couch, his white shirt open, revealing a glimpse of his toned chest. Dr. Dante, in a crisp white lab coat, leans in, his voice low and commanding. "Please, remove your clothes," he instructs, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Leo hesitates, then complies, his body tense with a mix of anxiety and excitement. Dr. Dante circles him, his inspection thorough and deliberate. "Everything seems fine," he murmurs, his breath warm against Leo's ear. "But I have a unique solution for your vocal issues." He steps back, unbuttoning his own coat, revealing a glimpse of his muscular frame. "You can either train for a year or. Suck my dick. It's up to you." Leo's eyes widen, but Dr. Dante's confident demeanor leaves no room for doubt. "It's the only way," he reiterates, his hand already moving to his belt. Leo, caught in the doctor's intense gaze, slowly moves forward, ready to explore this unconventional treatment.