to the world, with a smile, began to expect it. The nurse, in the meantime, unzipped her medical jacket, then took it off, exposing the tight top. Then she got rid of her pants, under which appeared thin beige panties. Next, the topic itself was shot. Mira stood in front of Alexander in a beige underwear, showing him her not very sporting, but quite slim figure. Beauty. - Alexander said rather - We continue, now it's my turn. Mira, without saying a word, still with a smile took off the last items of clothing and went into the shower stall to proceed to the undressing of the patient. The sight of her bare breasts and neat intimate haircuts, in the form of a straight strip, caused great excitement not only for Alexander, but also for me. Stripping Alexander to the goal, Mira proceeded to examine the bruises and bruises on his body. His body looked more like a tiger's skin, as his fair skin was almost completely covered with dark stripes and spots. Seeing how badly he was beaten, I was even surprised how he didn’t break his ribs.

Bruises quickly dissolve and the body heals well. - having finished the inspection, pronounced Mira. Wonderful. - Alexander answered - Well, now you can wash yourself. With the help of bandages, Mira secured and pulled up Alexander's plastered arm, then opened the water and set the desired temperature, sent streams of water to his body so that neither the head nor the hand was wet. Alexander holding a special handrail is located in the booth so that Mira can freely wash it. The sexy nurse proceeded to soap Alexander's body with her hands. She spun and spun on the booth to completely wash the man, and she gradually got wet under the water jets. Reaching the patient's genitals, she moved on to slow and neat movements. A member of Alexander almost instantly stood up. Nurse's soapy hands washed him with movements similar to masturbation. These cares lasted for some time, until Alexander said, “Well, you can go on.” Mira stopped soaping him and took a watering can in her hands and proceeded to washing. Having washed all the soap from the body, she went to the intimate part of a man. One hand held a watering can, and the other gently podrachchila his dick. Alexander stood on the spot and fully enjoyed the additional services of a nurse, who gently stroked his standpipe.

Still. - half-said Alexander. Mira hung the shower watering can so that the water did not interfere with further actions. She sat down on the side of Alexander and with one hand began to masturbate him, and with the other to stroke her buttocks, occasionally sweeping her hand or fingers over the anus, as if washing her. Alexander was approaching the logical end of these services. Mira actively drove her hand along its trunk, moving the skin all over the penis. Her second hand went to the massage eggs. The man stood with his eyes closed and enjoyed and therefore did not see, and I can watch Mira. I saw her keen expression. For her, this was not something unpleasant, she herself enjoyed seeing the effect her actions had on the patient. I even had an analogy with an ordinary massage therapist who gets satisfaction from his work. Feeling the increasing tension in the male scrotum, Mira accelerated the movements of her hand. Alexander began to finish, pouring a sticky liquid on Mirin’s arm and wall of the shower. The nurse continued to jerk off his penis and massage the eggs until the last white drop was squeezed out and the penis faded. Exhaling deeply, Alexander looked at Mira in satisfaction. Having finished her job, Mira rose to her feet and began to wash the man again. Only now she limited herself to his groin.Having finished with water procedures, she helped Alexander wipe with towels and quickly cleaned the shower from the traces of additional services. Then, after putting themselves in order, they dressed, and Mira and Alexander came out of the bathroom. Here and "additional services" - I appreciated. After a little more thought about everything that happened today, I did not notice how I fell asleep.

Rush hour, I stand in a subway car, in a strong cramp and feel like sprat in a bank. It's hard for me to even move my hand, they are being crushed from all sides. Having resigned myself to my fate, I continue to stand and move along the carriage along with the tottering crowd of people. Driving between stations seems eternal. In a couple of meters from me I notice the same martyr as I do. My eyes caught on her and I couldn’t take my eyes off anymore. Long-haired, fiery-redhead girl with a rich green eyes and a graceful face, which could be seen a minimum number of freckles. She stood clearly in the middle of the car, crushed by a crowd of people. Her face showed not veiled discontent and a very uncomfortable position. At first it seemed to me that she and those people to whom commoner modes of transport are unfamiliar and alien. But continuing to look at her, I realized that she was outraged because of covert attempts at harassment. She could not budge or even move. A crowd of men surreptitiously arrogant paw her. Feeling righteous anger in me, I was going to protect this poor girl, but trying to move towards her, a crowd of people seemed to return me to my place.

I hustled, kicked and broke through to the girl, but with each attempt to advance, I was roughly returned to my place. A feeling of helplessness and despair filled me. Seeing how the poor girl had already started to undress, and the hands of perverts to penetrate under her clothes, I was enraged. At the same time, my body reacted predictably and treacherously to this shameful scene. My dick was filled with blood and strongly stuck out of his pants. Even the iron fittings could envy its strength and inflexibility. Continuing useless attempts to push through the crowd, I felt that my dick in this situation serves as an anchor. It was as if someone or someone was holding me by a member, and this was the main obstacle to saving a girl. I was filled with anger and excitement.

Wednesday September 17

I woke up from the noise of an unfamiliar nurse who accompanied Alexander to the exit from the ward. Sonic, you're already awake. The nurse greeted with a smile. She was quite young, like a student. Blonde hair, kind smile. She somehow reminded Valentine, one would assume that they are relatives, only this nurse is much more complete. Not fat, but overweight was clearly noticeable. Good morning guy - said Alexander. How do you feel? - A nurse asked, even more slowed down and so slow movement of Alexander. Taking a glass of water in my hand, I took a refreshing sip to soak my throat. It seems to be good, but my bladder seems to burst now, and I also really want to eat. - I voiced my condition. Obviously, now I will go for food for you and call for Mira to help with another need. - With a smile, she said, and supporting Alexander, led him out of the chamber.

Mira was not long in coming, the duck was already in her hands. Good morning, hero! - she happily entered the ward. How did you sleep? She asked, closing the curtain around me at the same time. Yes, like, slept well. - I answered with a smile. Mira threw back the blanket and with a cheerful smile stared at my excited member. I guess you had good dreams too? She asked cheerfully. I saw my riser and began to be embarrassed, but my lustful concern got the better of me. Yes, damn, I'm already bursting, but I can not in this state to do their job. - I commented on my condition with confused intonation. Mira continued to look at my riser, thinking about something, and her excitement began to increase.Yes, we definitely don’t need a fountain here. - she said. Be patient until you calm down? She asked, puzzled. Well, where am I going to go? - I said upset, for not being able to seduce her - I really don’t know how long it will take.

The nurse ran her eyes around me again, as if deciding on something. Ah, well, I can not leave you here to suffer. - she said, taking a deep breath ... Read more →