She walked in with a tight blouse, curves in all the right places, and that “I know exactly what you need” look. Her voice was soft, but her hands? Anything but innocent.<br>She said she was here to check my pulse—but her focus was definitely somewhere else. Her touch teased and tempted until I was hard under her control, fully at her mercy.<br>Bent over, and dripping with tension, she gave me the kind of attention no real nurse ever would. Slow grind, deep connection, and a finish that left me weak in the knees.<br>Let’s just say… I’ll be scheduling more house calls.

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