I mean, you aren't getting away this time.

Between your obviously broken foot and her already climbing onto the bed, your options look pretty limited. She giggles quietly as her snout disappears under your hospital gown. You lay back, just deciding to let yourself get a feel for Ella. Her coarse fingertips trace up your thighs, your legs spread and your hips tilt, grateful for the delicate attention.

"Well don't we have a tasty looking snack." You hear her muse as her hands find your now hard cock. She sits up, flipping your gown back so you can watch her grip and play with your hardon.

The deer like Nurse locks eyes with you. A faint smile plays across her lips as she slowly grips the base of your cock, which, now looking at it, is bigger than you remember it being. Gods, her hands feels incredible. She flicks her fingertips along your length slowly, and deliberately. The head of your cock achingly hard and yearning for contact. She softly pulls away and kneels neatly between your now spread legs, your cock bobbing in the open air.

She looks away to pull her plastic gloves out of a back pocket and don them, your eyes flick down to your larger tool. Now that her hand is gone, you notice that there is a dark blue tattooed ring around your hilt. It is about as wide as a pen. No idea about how that happened either.

A familiar sound of latex slapping againt skin jars you back to her solid gaze. She smiles wickedly and lowers her now gloved hands to your knees.

"Did you know some people say that believing in a Fairy like you is a sign of warped sexuality? That you are a culmination of deviant fetishes?" Her hands sliding up your legs as she stares deep into your eyes, a curious smile playing across her face.

"Almost entirely bare, clean, pert, species androgynous, soft skin, musky, and always so eager to please..." she finishes as her hands return to your needing flesh. She begins slowly bobbing one hand up and down your shaft while the other toys with your cockhead. Her eyes unblinking as she drinks up the sight of you grinding against her hands.

She leans down slowly and you watch as her long thick tongue laps the precum off your cock. You feel the throbbing desire to plunge you shaft into her hot mouth, as she stares up at you, (she has sat back on her heels and is lying on your legs) and she lazily licks your straining member, her warm breath causing the skin around your hilt to tingle.

"Mmm? Do you want to go first? I admit, this might be my only chance to get a load from you before you are whisked away." She kisses your cock deeply, her lips enveloping your head suddenly, suddening a jolt of pleasure ricketing up your spine.

"Although, no one in living history knows how your cum tastes... so do you want your meat wetted? For littering or taste?" She purrs the question to you as she slowly increases her grip on your shaft, keeping the even, rhythmic motions of her hands.