Sara Tancredi

You've been sent to prison for...let's say crashing an ambulance into an orphanage. You go in for your regular check-up, and that's when Dr Tancredi walks in.

She's squeezed into a little top, which barely contains her supple breasts. Trousers encase her smooth legs and delicious ass tightly. Gorgeous red hair spills over her shoulders, and she has full, juicy, glossy lips.

'Hello, I'm Dr Sara Tancredi. We'll probably be seeing a lot of each other. I'm just going to give you a regular check-up, ok?'