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you ... suck his suck, - but Natasha, it seemed, was just waiting for this, as soon as she heard Denis Viktorovich’s voice, as she immediately spit out a rather tense cock from her mouth and stopped caressing.
- No, no, that you, we already agreed that today is all. And I would also like to, you have it so sweet. How I envy your wife, - Natasha proshnyala in a voice full of regret and pity.
- Well, so suck, I do not mind, and my wife will have enough of what remains. Well, Natasha Suck. You do it so sweetly.
- No, Denis Viktorovich, no and no. Once everything is decided, it means everything. And if you like the way I suck, then you'd better put me on duty with you more often, and not Tanka, and especially Valentine. And why did you only find such in it ... I'm better, right?
- On the contrary, I thought to give you a rest, but to have fun with my young husband, but if you insist.

- Well, let's say that I do not mind being on duty with you more often.
- All agreed, get ready. I will redo the duty schedule today. Tanya will throw on Kuzmina, she still gets monthly, and Valentine ... well, I think I agree. But look, the husband will be jealous.
“And the husband ate too many pears,” the woman grinned rather, “will see less often, it means the fuck will be greedier.”
- Well, Natasha, you are a dangerous woman, would not want to be your husband.
- Why, you do not know me as a wife, so try and find out, - mysteriously, toli as a joke, toli seriously said the woman.
- Natalia., Hmm, - a man wanted to say something, but he just grunted distractedly and turned the conversation off of a dangerous topic, - Natasha maybe you will lie down for a rest, otherwise this night, and you should be on duty until ten. Change to take, rest!? - carefully suggested the man and smoothed his disheveled hair on the back of the head with a palm to the woman who was still sitting on her knees in front of the man.

“No,” a woman answered, somehow serious and shaking off her playful tone, “Denis Viktorovich, you better go to bed, you have to go to your wife's home, and you still don't know anything in the post, but I still have to decompose the tablets, thermometers to cook, - and Natasha, sighing heavily, rose from her knees, - Denis Viktorovich, where you put my underwear.
- There, look at the table where we started. Natasha, is everything alright? - not understanding the reason for the change in the mood of his partner, the man responded.
“Aha, I see everything,” and stretching out her hand, the woman tried to reach them from where she stood, but she led her, she twitched and not to fall, she jumped at the glass cabinet, which immediately responded with a cheerful chime of metal personal belongings stored in him.

Heck! Fool! - a swarm of rich epithets swept through my head to my own address, awakened by the chime of instruments, - What the hell am I standing here for and waiting for something? All the most interesting is over. She already pulls up cowards, another minute and she will come out. Waiting for being caught? Bliiiin ...
And I got off the spot, turned around sharply, and as often happens at the most inopportune moment, I printed my shoulder in exactly the same glass cabinet, which not only responded with a chime, but literally boomed with a terrible alarm, but I was already unstoppable. I already flew through the corridor with an arrow of an English archer and flew into the sleeping chamber. On the move, throwing a bathrobe over the head of the bed, I slipped under a cool blanket and hid, pretending to be asleep. In the corridor there were muffled voices, footsteps, the sounds of opening doors to the chambers, the familiar creaking of the door of our chamber, Natasha's light footsteps, stopped at my bed and ... I am not here! I am sleeping! What is it not visible? I clenched my eyes even tighter, imitating the sleeping of a sleeping woman. Froze. Silence. Steps coming out of the nurse's room. I breathed a sigh of relief! Everything has passed! I'm saved!

And then I rolled on, the excitement of what he saw, interrupted orgasm, the fear of being caught, it all suddenly rolled on me and pulled over. The hand itself dived into the flaming gap, the fingers spread its lips and plunged into the boiling lubricant. I had a light touch on the swollen bump of the clitoris so that all the experienced emotions burst out of the pussy. Muffledly, I made out, muffled by the pillow, an incomprehensible sound jerked and finished hard.

Oh, God, how beautiful she is! Natasha, Natasha! She sits across from me and drives me crazy. Her brown eyes are glowing with devils raging in them, her straight, slightly upturned spout to the top. Her hair sparkling in the sun, weightless tentacles stir under the breeze of the breeze. Her feminine neck and roundness of her shoulders, sharp breasts with strained nipples sticking to the sides and such a soft, sweet tummy with a fluffy pubic mound and a mysterious slit separating two plump lips, which goes somewhere deep into her charming slim legs, covered with white shiny stockings and in white shoes on a heel thrown on the sofa, covered with black matte leather. But the main thing is her alluring voluptuous mouth with greasy, brightly painted red lipstick. A trickle of thick pearl liquid flows from the left corner of her lustfully open jaws and turns into a long fat drop stretched out to a tense nipple, swings and drips onto the black skin of the sofa at the very knees of the depraved goddess, forming a pool of fragrant white liquid. Sperm, a whole puddle of sperm, the sea with a heady aroma. The goddess raises her hand and bending her chiseled finger with a red claw beckons me to her.

I bend over to her and her arms are wrapped around my naked body and invitingly pulling on themselves, she turns over on her back, and I fly to the abyss. I fall into a puddle of sperm with my knee, pouring muddy liquid into our bodies. We are sticky, odorous and slippery. I lie on her, and we lust after. Our tongues entwined into one single snake coil and streams of thick sperm flowing from its mouth through our tangled tongues flow into my mouth. Filling it with a life-giving, aromatic viscous liquid. It flows down the throat and flows sperm somewhere in the bottom of my semen-filled belly. Her hands, there are not two of them anymore, dozens of them, voluptuous lustful tentacles, pawing my body and which creep into the most secluded corners of my body. Her legs are thrown on my back and her sharp heels dug into my lower back with sharp heels.

Her pubis tightly pressed against mine and her hairs caress my cunt expiring. Her womb is revealed and something creeping out of it is incomprehensible, soft and pleasant as a male member. It spins around like a snake and its head digs into my wide open hole and starts crawling into my vagina. I scream, I scream and try to escape from the clutches of this monster that starts fucking me wildly. Finally, I escaped from his tenacious paws, but I fall down and fall again, flying into a bloody abyss with walls similar to a vagina. And then someone's hand picks me up and starts shaking. The vision around me disintegrates and Natasha's insistent voice sounds in my head - Wake up, wake up. Are you okay?
I open my eyes and bright sunlight hits my eyes.

“Wake up, wake up,” I hear Natasha’s voice above my ear. I turn around.
The nurse stands, leaning over to me and sympathetically looking into my eyes, - Are you all right? You are now shouting.
I start to look around, uncomprehendingly, not yet fully recovering myself and not fully understanding where the dream is, and where it is, the dream was too natural.
- Natasha, thank you, thank you, - I begin to thank the bent woman, - yes, yes, everything is fine. Sleep is simple, very realistic, nightmare. I was falling.
A cute woman smiles at me and glancing at the headboard gave me a set of my tablets and a thermometer. Vilnuv ass and flashing bare legs, she left our house.

The morning began.I lay in my head and pictures of my nightly erotic adventure popped up along with a realistic nightmare. The whole body ached, the lower abdomen buzzed with a disturbed hive. My transient orgasm relieved tension for a while, but did not satisfy the desire boiling in my body. I wanted to finish wildly, I wanted to masturbate, but could not afford this luxury. People were constantly in the ward, and the toilet and bath were constantly busy. Something like breakfast, I again went to bed. And then our sun swam into the chamber again and somehow I didn’t feel good in the stomach, Natalya looked at me too closely and looked at the back of my bed on which my colorful dressing gown was hanging again.

- Well, girls, everything has measured the temperature? Last minute eat?
A nasty choir of girls announced that everyone is alive and relatively healthy.
- Well, great, then we pass the thermometers.

And Natasha, wagging between the beds and collecting glass tubes in a cardboard box, approached me. Our eyes met and my heart fell into the place from which my sperm flowed in my sleep. I stretched the tube, our fingers met, she took it and it seemed to me that I already wanted to leave. I was relieved from my heart, but suddenly she turned around and handed me a colorful ribbon, twisted into a ball, in which I recognized the belt from my robe. In me everything went cold and fell into the abyss with walls similar to the vagina. I'm missing!
- Here, take it and do not lose more. I found it tonight in the procedural room - apparently I had such a bewildered look that the woman, unable to withstand her own severity, laughed - take it, take it, everything is fine. Even I personally liked that even in that, and I would not mind if I repeated it right on the lookout for my next duty, ”Natasha said, smiling mysteriously and looking straight into my eyes.

“Thank you, Natasha,” I said, smoking in shame, “your procedure was unforgettable.” I will be glad to repeat it. Thank you, - and I smiled smiled, smiled, and Natasha, - Do not worry you, everything is fine. Everything was really beautiful. I am satisfied ... we are satisfied. I have to go. Change. See you! - and she, wickedly winked at me fluttered out of the chamber. If I had known then that she fluttered not only from the chamber, but also from my life. I never saw Natasha again.
An hour later, Tatyana looked into our ward and the carriage turned into a pumpkin. The sun has changed. And a day later, my attending physician, Denis Viktorovich, flew off somewhere to the conference and was examined by another physician, Kuzmin. Who did not even look at me in the chair, but got off with a series of questions about my state of health, and on the same day he discharged me home, being treated on an outpatient basis. Gad and bastard. I was counting on a few of those amazing procedures.

P. S. For many years I wore memories of this adventure, and here I was literally burst. This is the fastest story I wrote. Memories flowed out of me, and I barely had time to write them down. Thanks for reading!
Oh yeah, one more thing ... then I couldn’t break into the bath or the toilet, and thanks to summer, I went to the park surrounding the hospital, where I gave my body a few times to completely relax. Orgasm and the sun - this is awesome!

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  • February 13, 2019 1:13

    Good story. I liked it, everything is so rationally described.

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