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The result of Gunnar’s jacking off was so sizeable that it could easily have caused a beer glass to overflow, and much of it had been spilled in front of his feet on the floor as he had sat himself up on the side of the bed during his spirited beating of his pole.

Because of that, Gia was **** to wipe the floor clean with the washcloth, still looking quite flustered as she held her hourglass-figure in a jack-knife position.

“It’s just so… much.” Gunnar could hear Gia’s thoughts as she hurried to wipe it up.

“I wonder if he’s looking at my arse.” The buxom nurse went on think, while Gunnar was doing just that. Admiring the way in which the ample swell of her buttocks met up with her lush thighs, Gunnar could feel his cock twitch again as he thought of what he wanted to do it. Since he still wasn’t in control of his newfound ability to read and project thoughts, Gunnar inadvertently shared his dirty thoughts with Gia, who was **** to let out a girlish moan as her mind was suddenly bombarded by images of him fondling and kissing and slapping her ass.

“What’s wrong with me?” Gia asked herself, not knowing that Gunnar was listening in, and then looked past her shoulder at him, her eyes going wide with shock and her lips forming themselves into an o-shape as she spotted the fully erect state of his cock.

“It’s still hard,” Gia thought as she ran her left hand down her thigh and swirled her fingers around the bottom of her uniform, “and it looks so good.”

“Fuck,” Gia went on to think, having been distracted from her cleaning up, “look at how its head’s glistening.”

“I wonder what it’d taste like,” she thought about the cum which was coated onto the head of Gunnar’s cock, including a thick dollop which was pooled up at his pisshole.

“Go ahead, taste it.” Gunnar said, startling both Gia and himself.

“What?” Gia asked, the washcloth falling out of her hand.

“Come here,” Gunnar wasn’t sure of what exactly it was that he was doing, or what it was that was possessing him to do so, but he spread his legs wide to show Gia the size of his bloated testicles, “and get down on your knees and find out what my cum tastes like.”
Gunnar had never talked like that to a woman before, and he could barely believe that he was doing it now.

“Mr. Hart…” Gia protested weakly, but Gunnar could hear how she was struggling to resist his offer. Indeed, the scent of her wetness was filling up his nostrils and killing off all other smells.

“I know what you did.” Gunnar got up on his feet and took a step towards Gia.

Despite the fact that he hadn’t stood on his legs for a month, he didn’t feel unsteady or anything as he took another firm step forwards and caused Gia to back away from him. He was completely naked now, and even without telepathy he would have seen how arousing Gia found his appearance to be.

“I know that you snuck into the washroom and fingered your pussy while thinking about me,” Gunnar continued on as Gia’s ass came up against the wall behind, “how you took your nipple into your mouth and sucked on it.”

“How can he know that?” Gia’s world was spinning as she ogled Gunnar’s body and cock as he slowly drew nearer to her.

“And I know that you settled for a tiny little orgasm when I can make you feel so much more than that,” Gunnar came to a halt in front of Gia, positioning himself so all that she had to do to touch his cock was to reach out with her arm. It was now obvious that the difference in height between them combined with the size of Gunnar’s cock meant that Gia could give him a blowjob without even having to get down on her knees.

“I… I… I….” Gia stammered as her nipples poked against her bra.

“You can leave if you want to,” Gunnar said, knowing how dripping wet Gia was, “but I’d much rather have you stay and get out of that dress.”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Gunnar heard Gia think as she reached up with her hands and began to fidget with the top button of her nurse’s uniform.

Suddenly stopping, Gia hesitated as the thought “I can’t, he’s going to make me scream so that’ll everyone’ll hear it” went through her head.

“You can bury your face in my pillow,” Gunnar suggested, and reached out with one hand to softly stroke her right cheek.

Her resistance finally having been swept away, Gia began to unbutton her dress until it slid open to reveal her curvaceous, lingerie-clad body for Gunnar to feast upon with his horny gaze.