#ohhh yeah

MDNI

perverted old man dottore whose physical body is somewhere between his 50’s and 60’s, with loose, aged skin, a cute belly, lots of body hair on his chest, arms, legs, stomach, etc, muscles that are softened but still functional, wrinkles here and there, and lots of scars.

perverted old man dottore who hired you In the lab both because you’re competent in your field, and you’re quite easy on the eyes. He was practically ogling you the entire interview, wearing a smile that told you you got the job.

perverted old man dottore who has very little concept of personal space around you. He’ll stand very close behind you while you test samples, or assign you to tasks that are almost always directly near him or in his line of sight.

You notice the pattern quickly because you are one of a decent amount of lab technicians that he doesn’t really care about, but he keeps calling on you for every little thing.

perverted old man dottore who puts your quarters closest to his, practically wall to wall. The other lab workers live a few floors below you in converted storage closets. You have the nice room with the window, heating that actually works, and a decent view of the snowy caps of Snezhnaya.

perverted old man dottore who installed a large mirror in your room shortly before you moved in, and you never thought twice about it. You especially never bothered to press your finger against the glass to check for a gap..

Though, when you’re changing or lounging around in little clothing, you swear the mirror makes noise.

perverted old man dottore who is on the other side of the mirror, gazing hungrily at your exposed body through the window on his side of the wall as he pumps his leaking cock, the flat of his palm pressed against his mouth to muffle his moans.

perverted old man dottore who cums all over the glass on his side where your body is visible, the liquid streaking down in rivulets.

You checked outside your window to see if it was raining.

perverted old man dottore whose back and joints aren’t quite what they used to be, and he often tasks you with massaging out the soreness while he takes off his shirt. You pretend not to see him getting hard when you press on his spine or shoulders just right.

perverted old man dottore who sneaks into your room when you’re gone and swipes a pair of your panties. He’ll wrap them around his cock or place them over his face to inhale the scent of your cunt as he fucks into his own fist, groaning pathetically into the fabric.

perverted old man dottore who constantly fantasizes about you on your knees in your lab uniform, choking on his cock while he pushes your head down further onto him. He’d much rather fill your mouth with his release than splatter it against his stomach (or the window ;3)

perverted old man dottore who gets bolder in his presence, brushing his hands against your waist or the back of your neck or pressing his nose into your hair when you’ve done well. His hands, greedy as they are, wish to do so much more to you. He loves to look down upon you and see that flush creep into your cheeks that just turns him on more.

perverted old man dottore learns that you have a fear of thunderstorms when a rare one passes through the area, prompting a soft, enticing knock on his bedroom door one night. He decides it’s go time.

perverted old man dottore will bring you in and wrap a blanket around your shoulders and reassure you that it’s all right, watching you tremble and whimper at every boom of thunder and eventually cling to him for comfort.

perverted old man dottore will run his hands soothingly up and down your sides to calm you down, slowly sliding lower and lower with each pass until he’s practically cupping your ass.

“Do you like that?”

perverted old man dottore who starts openly groping you when you ask him shyly not to stop, kneading your hips and ass and chest between his fingers as his hard on starts pressing insistently against your stomach.

perverted old man dottore guides you to sit between his legs at the edge of his bed, watching your smaller hand wrap around his aching cock and take the tip uncertainly between your lips.

perverted old man dottore who lives out his fantasy, watching you struggle for breath and tears well up in your eyes as you gag on his length. He’s gripping your hair in one hand and using it to push and pull your head just right as your warm mouth makes him cum, pushing you completely flush to him until your nose hits his pubic bone as he pumps his load directly into your stomach.

perverted old man dottore who is, admittedly, still just an old man, and needs some time to recharge before he can get hard again. He opts to devour your pussy while he waits, moaning into your folds as he shoves his tongue into your hole, hearing your sugary sweet cries and whimpers fill his ears.

perverted old man dottore who isn’t satisfied with making you cum just once, but wants to see you put in the work yourself, using his bad joints to get you on top. He’ll lean back against the headboard and pat his lap as his dick stands proud and leaking between his legs.

perverted old man dottore who uses one hand to guide your hips when you finally sink down onto him, feeling a slight bulge in your tummy from just how deep he was inside you.

perverted old man dottore let’s out huffs and groans and chuckles when he sees your thighs shake from the burn, impressed that you’re still pushing through, hands on his shoulders and hips slamming determinedly down onto his own.

perverted old man dottore will meet your blows with his ow upward thrusts, rubbing at your clit and calling you a good girl for taking his cock so well, for pleasing him so thoroughly.

perverted old man dottore doesn’t have the stamina he once did and cums pretty quickly inside you, but makes sure you get there too, able to make you come undone just as quickly with the years of experience he has behind him.

a torch inside me ignited and its one that hasnt been lit in a while

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