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Knowing the head nurse’s fuse was short, she closed her eyes and brought her scrunched face close to where she last saw the tip until her lips touched the warm, moist, spongy head. Her limited knowledge in all matters fellatio was not going to apply to this extreme situation anyway; she just parted her lips and let the fist-size cock head stretch them wide open. She prayed that she would not be held to the same standard as the seasoned nurse from her pathetic attempt at getting this monster past her tonsils. It could barely fit in her mouth and breathing was already laborious... how was she supposed to get it in her throat without first losing her breakfast? Her eyes widening and a barely-audible scream was all she could do to express her revulsion at the sensation of a hand feeling the weight of her left breasts through her shirt. By the time she tried slapping it away, it already had a strong grip on the heavy boob. Irina chimed in: “Those airbags are the reason you were chosen for this assignment so, if it helps the patient relax, why are you sabotaging your own work? Also, if you can’t make it happen in 5 minutes or less, you need to compensate for your ineptitude: get those skinny fingers of yours in there! Play with the balls, massage the prostate, you know… use your knowledge of human anatomy at a goddamn hospital!” June had no idea what to do with her hands. She couldn't see anything because of the cock under her nose and the tears of gagging in her eyes. Irina sighed, “You, go help her." The redhead jumped in without being told twice. She threw her notepad on the patient's bed, walked around to the opposite side of where the brunette was working and initiated a three-point action plan. She lifted up June’s shirt to give the patient unrestricted access to the titty he had been massaging; she began stroking the unswallowed part of his shaft (almost all of it), bumping her thumb and index against June's lips at the top of every stroke; finally, she dug a hand under his heavy ball sack in a quest to reach the man's prostate but the balls clenched before she could find a hole and the sounds of mighty spurts joined the other disturbing noises of Ward D. June's eyes told a tale of panic and revulsion. She couldn't believe how much was coming out and how much she had to swallow, and that was her impression after only 15 seconds of the average 180. The patient squeezed her breast harder than it had ever been squeezed desi and there was nothing she could do but wince and hope that this spurt was the last one. No... *gulp* maybe this one. No… *gulp* Molly Murphy was unable to just stay on the sideline and watch her new partner carry the load herself (along with the credit). She two-handed the back of June’s head and pushed her down on the erupting cock to help her take an additional 3 centimeters of hard meat, tightening the seal and stopping the drip of cum leaking from the gagging beauty’s right nostril. Once her patient’s climax subsided, June fell victim to one of the classic blunders and continued nursing the precum of a future load out of the fat cockhead. “Well, is he done or what?” She didn't recognize the voice. It wasn’t Irina’s but it conveyed enough authority to rule out fellow interns. The supervisor had left two gallons ago. June had missed the moment when they were paired with a registered nurse for their year-long internship. My strongest memory of Brisbane was sitting through a security briefing for upcoming work, normally a dull phone call necessitated by a government bureaucrat ticking a box on a form. I remember an immaculate white melamine wall to wall desk in a refurbished hotel room. I remember taking notes beside a grey phone and sitting at an angle to the desk trying to keep her in my periphery. I don’t remember the content of the briefing at all but I do remember clearly the difficulty I had concentrating. Some men are leg men, some prefer a sculpted behind. I am a stomach man. I find a toned stomach on a woman says a lot about the woman. As Tracey sauntered around the room sipping a Cointreau and ice her short silk robe highlighted a taught belly that made concentrating on the phone call all but impossible. My brain wasn’t capable of processing much more than the notion that I was about to have sex with the woman behind me. I had neither kissed nor held this woman before and contact was limited to a few emails and a random indian dinner a few weeks earlier. I didn’t know much about her other than her brazen suggestion to have sex in Brisbane on my way through to my next job. I can’t remember the details of those emails and yet there I was, wondering how this would even work. “No… s’not that,” Brian chuckled. “You know, all the benefits you get when you're friends with a futa.” “I’ve seen a red face just like Sherry’s before…haven’t you?” ‘mmmm’ “She is a very sexy young girl…did you see her bend over in the kitchen when she arrived? I thought it would be better if Eva didn’t know she have taken the drugs so I planned an outing. Not that day. I said : large Suddenly, Savannah found herself alone in the master bedroom. It took all these months to finally know that, plus the feelings I had." She desi had been following along with her eyes glazed over imagining the whole thing, even moaning along at all the pivotal moments, lost in the images in her head and the feelings they were stirring between her legs. I gave her a quick kiss on the mouth, indian letting her taste herself. "Fine! I move farward between her wide legs, pulled up one of her stockings that had started to sag, and lowered myself. James shot off a quick reply: "Tell u over lunch. "Mama, you drive me crazy. She turned and found herself looking at a pretty, petite blonde woman. “Fuck, Carla!” I groan loudly as she giggles at the pleasure she is giving me, moving her ruby lips back to my cock and beginning to kiss along its whole length, before swallowing it down once more, her head bobbing as she begins blowing me off once more. James rode the glass-walled elevator up to the fourth floor. Out in the room I had a good look round as we lined up. “Thank you, Daddy!” I howled as my orgasm erupted through me. Just when I thought she was asleep she rolled onto the bed next to me. As I walked in I saw the manageress sat at her desk with a naked girl stood in front of the desk with her head bent forward. Sex was openly encouraged, no longer suppressed. “Mmm yes rub that baby bump you gave me Peter!