Sexual Healing: Siouxsie Q and Michael Vegas

Siouxsie Q storms in restless, body wired for another round she can’t quiet. Dr. Vegas meets her at the door, calm but already sizing her up. He doesn’t ask many questions. He just starts, cane in hand. One sharp strike across her ass and she folds, breath catching. He keeps going, each blow timed, marking skin, breaking her open faster than any talk ever could. She drops to her knees, takes him in her mouth, hungry, sloppy, throat working like it’s been years instead of minutes. He pushes deeper, testing how much she can take, then flips her face-down and spreads her wide. His fingers work her open, slow at first, then rough, stretching her until the muscle gives and the gape shows. He fucks her there, steady and deep, cane tapping her thighs when she starts to drift. She comes hard, shaking, and he keeps going, using every twitch, every gasp, until she’s empty and quiet for the first time all day.