Pit stop or straight to the MILF store?
Let's fuck some mommies
"Here we are," Charissa said as she wheeled me into Maternity Recovery. "Now, what's your friend's name?"
"Shit!" I said. "I forgot my phone back in my room. Charissa, would you mind going to get it for me? I just _have _to be able to take a picture with my friend."
"OK, no problem," Charissa said. "Can I just leave you here in the hallway?"
"Yeah, I'll just wait here," I lied.
"OK," she said. "Be right back."
Charissa walked back the way we came, leaving me unattended. This fancy-ass hospital not only offered state-of-the-art experimental surgery but also luxury accommodations to patients willing to pay. This floor was for women resting after giving birth, with room after room of young women waiting for a visit from their soon-to-be-favorite irresistible cock.
I rose from my wheelchair, my ass happily exposed in my hospital gown, and started peeking into the recovery rooms and the women resting within.
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