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Chapter 7 by Byakhee Byakhee

You take a quick look around the room, checking your options.

You could take her right there on the counter, face-to-face.

"Oh, fuck yeah," the nurse moans, and grabs hold of your shoulders, digging her pink nails in to pull you close. She wraps her stockinged legs around your back and thrusts forward at the same time you do, burying your shaft to the hilt in the wet, tight heat of her pussy. She crosses her high-heeled shoes behind your back, locking you in place, and starts rocking at the same time you do, a quick, urgent rhythm that sets her enormous breasts bouncing back and forth.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh FUCK FUCK OHHH FUUUCK!" The blonde screams as her cunt clamps down tight on you. She arches her back, thrusting those gigantic tits out before her, and tosses her head, her eyes blue eyes rolling back, her blonde hair flying. Somehow her nurse's cap manages to stay on.

"Fuck me," she pleads. "Fuck me harder, fuck my cunt, fuck it, fuck it hard, cum in my cunt, fill my cunt, fill my cunt with your cum, fuck, cum, cum, cum, fuck, fuck, cum in me cum cumcumcumCUMMING!" Again she arches and thrashes, screaming out her passion, her muscles tightening around you in a hot velvet vice. It's too much for you, and besides you couldn't stop if you wanted to--the gorgeous, big-titted blonde nurse won't let your cock go, and she keeps thrusting her cunt around you faster and faster and wetter and hotter. You explode into her, jet after jet after jet, and she cries out again as your hot white seed splatters her inner walls. Her body rocks in helpless passion and her mouth is open wide, but the intensity of her final climax, triggered by yours, it too much for her to do anything other than issue a little strangled squeak.

Finally it does down, and the two of you are left panting, sweaty, clinging to each other. It is long minutes before you recover.

Later, on the street outside, heading away from the Center, you feel the money in your wallet ("services rendered," she called it) and draw out the receipt. Underneath the amount of your payment, in bright pink pen, is written "Call me, Tiger. Leanne. 555-5624." Beneath is a red lipstick kiss. Looks like this turned out to be a successful little venture.

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