Girlsway Update - Diagnosis Squirter

Dr. Serene Siren steps into the exam room and finds Kenzie waiting, knees pressed together. Apologies tumble out, but Kenzie stays mute, blushing down to her collarbone. Dr. Siren presses for answers. Kenzie mutters that something’s wrong down there, nearly whispering it, then begs to be checked without another word. Kenzie peels off her clothes, climbs onto the table, spreads her thighs. Cool latex brushes skin. At the first ghost-light touch, Kenzie sucks air through her teeth. Another brush, firmer, and her stomach jumps. A moan slips loose. She tries to bite it back. Dr. Siren watches, intrigued, pupils narrowing. She leans in close enough that her breath warms Kenzie’s folds. Before the question leaves her lips, Kenzie’s hips buck and a hard, sudden jet sprays straight into Dr. Siren’s face, splashing across cheek and lashes. The doctor blinks, wipes her mouth with the back of a wrist, gives a low chuckle. “Perfectly normal,” she says, voice smoky. “Nothing to be ashamed of.” She strips off her soaked blouse, nipples visible through the thin bra, and drops between Kenzie’s legs again. Two fingers slide in, slow and deliberate, curling up until another choked gasp leaks from Kenzie’s throat. The second squirt hits Dr. Siren’s chest, runs down between her breasts. She doesn’t flinch. Instead she lowers her mouth, tongue flattening over Kenzie’s swollen clit, sucking steady while her fingers keep working. The room fills with wet sounds and Kenzie’s ragged breathing, building once more.