Recovery

The days of recovering in the hospital were lonely. My mother was there in the evening and sometimes my sisters stopped by. My best friend Lila came every Saturday with a box of new snacks, but most of the time, I was alone with the nurses. Not that I complain about that, they were beautiful nurses, especially nurse Skyler, at night, while jerking off, I often pictured her cup D boobs bouncing around my dick or pictured how she would bounce up and down my dick, only wearing a white nurse coat. That fun lasted only during the night though, during the day, I wanted as little as possible to do with the nurses because it was extremely embarrassing to have to ask the nurses everything: take me to the toilet, give me a glass of water, can you open a window.