HOSPITAL ORGY 2
cara
Lynn climbed onto the red bed. She didn’t look like the professional receptionist I saw this morning. She
looked like a lion about to devour a good piece of meat.
She moved over me. She positioned herself between my legs, turning around so her back was to my face.
Lynn lowered herself. She settled her weight right on top of me. Our bodies clicked together like two puzzle pieces. Her wet slit pressed directly against mine.
Her clit touched mine…
Ohhh fuckkk.
Clit on clit.
This was different. It was a different kind of heat–soft, slippery, and incredibly intense.
She moved. I could feel her folds sliding over mine, the friction creating a stinging, electric heat that made my toes curl.
Ahhhh, oohhh, yesss, oohhh… ohhhh… I moaned low, my eyes narrowed, mouth open slightly.
“You like that, don’t you?” Lynn whispered. She leaned back, her head resting on my stomach. “Feel how we fit. You like how your pussy feels on mine? Like it was made just for me. You’re so sweet, baby.” 1
She started to grind. It was a slow, side–to–side motion. She was scissoring me, her weight crushing my sensitive bud against hers.
Every rub felt like a spark of electricity. I reached up, my hands shaking, and grabbed her breasts. I started to knead the soft flesh, my thumbs rolling over her hard nipples.
“Ohhh, yes… more…” I whined. I arched my back, trying to push my cunt harder against hers. Lynn let out a low, animalistic growl as she increased the speed.
Her hips moved in a frantic, wet rhythm, the sound of our juices squelching between us filling the room. It was a messy, loud friction that sounded like a thousand wet slaps.
From the side, I could see Sterling stroking his cock slowly.
“Yes… just like that,” Lynn moaned. Her voice was a deep, dirty rasp. “Coddle them. Suck on them if you want. I want to feel your mouth on me while I ruin you.”
I pulled her closer, my face buried in her neck, then moved down to her chest. I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking hard.
“Ahhhhhhh, sì, cara…” Lynn screamed. She picked up the pace, her hips bucking against mine. She began to grind her clit in small, punishing circles against mine, her fingers reaching down to find the spot where we were joined. She rubbed us both together, her touch sending shivers down my spine, all over me.
“It’s time to get fucked, baby,” Sterling whispered into my ear.
I was so wet I was dripping down my own thighs.
He grabbed my hips with his massive hands, his fingers bruising my skin.
He pulled my ass back against his thighs, the hard, throbbing heat of him pressing into the small of my back. He began to guide himself, the blunt head of his cock poking at my entrance, testing the depth.
“You ready for this, Intern?” he asked.
“Please…” I begged. “Please, just put it in. I can’t take it anymore. Please!”
He did. He pushed forward with one long, brutal thrust. The sensation was overwhelming–a thick,
stretching fullness that made me gasp for air.
I felt my walls expanding to accommodate him, the heat of his skin against my insides making my head
swim. He was so deep I could feel him hitting the very back of me.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh… I let out a scream that was half pain and half pleasure. He was buried to the base, his dark cock filling every inch of me.

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