Nurse
— Excuse me, Pyotr Danilovich. I need to take care of you, — said Maria Fyodorovna softly to the patient as she entered the ward, lifting the blanket and removing his underwear.
His member, as usual, became erect. He simply couldn't get used to the fact that his member and balls were being tenderly cared for by the hands of a rather young woman, whose soft touches invariably aroused sensual excitement in him.
While wiping his testicles and member, she carefully took him in her fingers. He rapidly swelled in them, beginning to pulse with hot currents of blood. Once, he ventured a liberty, gently running his palm over her bare leg, but she seemed not to notice it.
Sliding higher, he slipped his hand between her full legs, and with sensual delight, passionately covered the plump folds of her moist labia with his palm. As she wiped him, he skillfully caressed her clitoris with his finger. Pausing for a moment, she slightly squatted, and trembling her hips, drenched his hand with her love juices.— Thank you. Your caresses were pleasant to me.
— To me, as well.
Caressing her the next time, he asked: — "Do you always come to me without underwear?"
— I only attend to you, and I do this for you, so that you recover sooner and feel like a man as quickly as possible.
— I have felt like a man for a long time already, — he rasped, passionately stroking her slit, but I don't hope for female attention from your side.
She thought for a moment.
— Alright, Pyotr Danilovich. Let me first get you into condition, and then we'll see how we proceed.
They passionately aroused each other. Breathing heavily and beginning to squat, she looked at his crimson, excited member in her hand, then, pushing his hand aside, lifting the hem of her robe, she stood over him, and holding his member vertically, sat down on it with her swollen, desire-dripping shell.
Groaning blissfully, he grabbed the woman by her full hips and sharply impaled her onto his member. Feeling his firm thrust inside her vagina, she heavily fell onto his chest and for a long time, exhausted, pressed her lips to his mouth. Sucking her lips, he delivered sharp thrusts into her smacking vagina.
— Ah-ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah-ah! — Moaning loudly and gradually fading in voice, she wildly came, came, came, until she froze in sensual exhaustion.
— You're a sexual giant, Pyotr. And I thought I was caring for a sick man. You're not sick at all, but a real pretender!
— If you don't give me your consent to marry me right now, I will love you to death until you fade away from orgasms.
— Petya, darling, even though you're a deceiver, nevertheless, I agree to become your wife.
He didn't let her go until his member fell limp. Lying next to him, she continued to tremble with her large body, freeing herself from the last echoes of orgasms.
Running his hand along the deep hollow between her huge buttocks, Pyotr said softly: — "Finally, I have found exactly the woman I desired, the one I dreamed of for so long."
— I noticed you right away too, Petya, I constantly wanted you, literally from the first days of our meetings. Already on the second day, I stopped wearing underwear, hoping that you would make advances on me and one day, deciding to, would caress me.
— I noticed it once, — he admitted. — That was when I was sleeping.
— So you, such a deceiver, weren't sleeping, but just pretending?! — She playfully exclaimed. — And I, a trusting little fool, calmly changed clothes in your presence.
— But thanks to that, I saw many charming details of your wonderful body. I especially took a liking to your plump little secret, seeing which I decided I must definitely visit.
— I also noticed something about you, and these details also appealed to me. Especially what I very often held in my hand, constantly convincing myself that you are by no means sick, but an ordinary liar who decided to lure a poor, trusting woman into his cunning love nets.
— And finally, I have lured her in completely! — He said triumphantly. — I succeeded! Isn't that so?
— Who lured whom, my dear Petyenka, is a debatable question. I'm not as naive as you thought, so when undressing in front of you, I was one hundred percent sure that your lustful eyes were secretly studying me. But, I undressed anyway, and thereby charmed you.
— Yes, you managed that excellently! — He remarked, laughing. — But, I still didn't lose! You will become my beloved wife.
— In that, Petya, you can have no doubt.
Soon, they got married.
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