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Julian had been rampant, uncontrollable from the moment
she’d casually let him catch a glimpse of the scarlet thong as she crossed her
legs in the cafeteria. He bolted his food and practically dragged her to the
empty cubicle, swishing the curtains shut behind him. He squeezed her breasts
roughly, slipping his hand inside her uniform, unbuttoning the top, biting her
shoulder. She groaned as his fingers delved inside the thong, grabbing hold of
her pussy, slipping a finger inside. Before she could think, one hand was
around her body, turning her, the other pushing her forward, bending her over
the rigid metal of the examination table. In one swift, hard movement, his
sheathed prick was inside her, pumping. He was gasping, breath harsh as he
thrust deeper, almost lifting her body from the ground, frantically rubbing her
clitoris, squeezing her nipple hard as he forced himself deeper, covering her
mouth, stifling the scream as she felt his last desperate thrust and the blood
rushed to her head as she came, pushing her buttocks hard against him. They’d
taken every rare, snatched opportunity to make the best use of any empty beds
in A&E until his transfer to Obstetrics.
Stefan was an impossibly-innocent, young medical student and Ruby was generous enough
to help with his Anatomy and Physiology revision. ‘That’s it! Just lick gently.
Look at how hard my nipples are getting. Just a little more. Now kiss them.
Don’t rush. Gently. Suck them. Not too hard. Feel how wet my pussy is. You can
touch it if you want. There. Push your finger in. A little more. Deeper. That’s
right. Explore. Further. Now, with your thumb, touch me there. Just there.
Careful! Softly. That’s my clitoris. Mmm. Feel’s good. Watch how I do it. Oh
yes. Now you try. That’s it. You’re getting the rhythm. A little harder. More.
Yes, I’m hot. So wet. Feel it. You want a taste of this sweet pussy? Yeah! Ooh,
baby. Faster. Faster. Now move down. Oooeee! Up again. Lick it just there. Just
at the tip. Ooh, that’s so good. Oh God, you’re learning fast. Don’t stop,
honey. Oh. Oh! Oh! Wait. Let me look at you. Let me get you harder. Does it
feel good when I touch you here? I can see it does. What if I stroke you like
this? Is that all for me? What? Sure you can wait, babe. Just a little longer.
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