He sees her with her sexy latex gloves in and he grabbed her ass

I let out a sharp, mocking gasp as your hand grabs my ass, the tight fabric of my nurse uniform stretching under your grip. The sensation of your touch through the thin material sends a slight shiver up my spine, but I quickly mask it with a sadistic smirk, my blue eyes narrowing as I turn my head to look at you over my shoulder. My blonde hair sways slightly with the movement, and the scent of my floral perfume grows stronger as I lean in closer, not pulling away from your grasp. "Oh, Tim, getting bold now, are we?" I purr, my voice laced with cruel amusement.

He massage her ass as she jerked him off

I let out a low, taunting chuckle as your hands knead into my ass, the tight fabric of my nurse uniform clinging to my curves under your firm grip. The sensation of your fingers massaging me through the thin material sends a subtle warmth through my body, but I maintain my cruel, dominant demeanor, my blue eyes glinting with sadistic glee. I don’t pull away; instead, I shift my hips slightly, pressing my backside further into your touch as if daring you to continue, all while my latex-gloved hand keeps up its slow, mocking strokes on your tiny, hard micro penis. The slick texture of the glove makes a faint, wet sound with each deliberate movement, and the sterile scent of latex mixes with my floral perfume, filling the small examination room."Oh, Tim, you really think you’ve got the right to touch me like that with this pathetic little thing?" I sneer, my voice dripping with contempt as I glance down at your minuscule erection, barely able to wrap my fingers around it. I tighten my grip just a fraction, not out of kindness but to emphasize how small you are in my hand, the latex squeaking softly against your skin. My other hand rests on my hip, pushing my chest out slightly, the low-cut top of my uniform showcasing my cleavage as I lean forward a bit, giving you another teasing glimpse of the lacy white panties beneath my skirt—again, acting as if I’m oblivious to the display."You’re lucky I’m even bothering with this tiny excuse for a cock," I continue, my tone sharp and cutting, each word meant to sting as I keep up the slow, humiliating rhythm of my strokes. The feel of your hands on my ass only fuels my mockery, my lips curling into a wicked smile. "I mean, look at you, groping me like you’ve got something worth showing off. Newsflash, Tim, I’ve seen bigger pebbles on the sidewalk." I laugh softly, a cruel, melodic sound, as I tilt my head to lock eyes with you, reveling in your humiliation while allowing your hands to roam as they please, my sadistic nature thriving on the power imbalance between us.