Donna Allen: Three-way nurse

At intervals, he ran his tongue lower down to probe the mouth of her cunt. She could feel the first stirrings of an impending orgasm. Her nipples were stiff. Her tits hung down like heavy fruit, swaying each time she moved her body. His desire to impale herself on it, spear her ass on his wet tongue. His tongue-tip finally squirmed into the grip of her asshole and her throat gurgled out a moan of pleasure.

He tongue-fucked her asshole for two full minutes. Unable to take any more, Christie pulled away and turned to face him. Her nipples were stiff and swollen. Cunt-juice dripped down the insides of her thighs to wet the tops of her stockings. Looking down, she saw Fleming had his cock in his hand. Pre-cum continuously leaked from the slit at the end of his cock-head.

She knew what he wanted. She kneeled down on the rug between his legs. She leaned forward with her hands on the chair on either side of his body. Extending her tongue, she began licking the end of his hard cock.

Her pussy fluttered as she worked on his half-bared cock-head. She opened her mouth and took the exposed end of his cock-head between her lips. The heat arid velvety texture of his cock-head was delicious. She loved the feel of his soft foreskin against her tongue.

Denting was soon grunting with pleasure. Christie gently tightened her teeth on his foreskin and slid her mouth down the shaft of his cock. She shivered at the feeling of his huge cock in her mouth, at the soft feel of his cockskin under her lips. She began sucking on his bulbous, mouth-filling cock-head.

She had him now. Oliver Fleming might be the Director of the hospital, but at the moment he was completely in her power. Her head bobbing slowly up and down on his cock, she fucked him with her mouth. Fleming groaned and bucked his crotch against her face. She worked his cock deeper into her throat, burying almost all of its length in her warm mouth – until he grabbed her head with his hands and pulled his cock from her mouth.

"Get your cunt over my face," he said.

She changed position, straddling his chest with her ass and cunt toward his face. He pulled her down until her crotch was against his mouth. Once again she engulfed his throbbing cock. She rammed her cunt as hard as she could against his face. Using his hands to hold her cunt open, he squirmed and wriggled his tongue up and down along its length.

She rocked her body back and forth, her mouth sliding up and down on his cock, her cunt moving up and down on his face.

He suddenly groaned, and a moment later spurted a great gob of jism to flood her mouth and clog her throat. His cock spurted again, and she gulped and swallowed to keep pace with his eruption. She kept her head still, except to caress the fat knob of his cock with her tongue. As his climax ended, the spurting of his cum dwindled to a mere convulsive twitching of his cock-head. She sucked gently on his cock in order to drain the last of his sperm. As the last drop rolled over her tongue, her cunt spasmed on Fleming's mouth. She came on his face, her cunt-juice oozing thickly onto his nose and lips. She finally fell off to the side and lay on her belly.

"Delicious," Fleming said. "Absolutely delicious!"

She felt his hand fluttering up the backs of her thighs. He cupped and fondled the cheeks of her ass. She turned her head to look at his body. He lay on his side facing her. His limp cock hung down across his thigh. Her head was still toward his feet. Her pussy quivered as he continued to stroke her asscheeks.

Moving her face to his crotch, she took his soft cock between her lips. She curled her fingers under his balls. She tongued back his foreskin to expose his meaty cock-head. She swirled her tongue over his velvety skin, her fingers gently stroking his soft cock-shaft.

Fleming continued caressing her asscheeks. When she opened her legs to give him, access to her cunt, she felt his cock-head swell in her mouth. His fingers probed between her cuntlips as his cock continued growing. Lying on her belly, she still held no more than the end of his cock in her mouth. She shivered at the tickling touches of his fingers along the lips of her pussy. She moaned when his fingertips briefly brushed her asshole. He rubbed one cunt-lip against the other, teasing the hairs that covered their surfaces. Her cunt-hole opened like a hungry mouth to the probing touch of his fingers.

His cock was now fully erect again, and she removed her fingers from his cock shaft. She began to suck his cock-head, her lips forming a tight ring behind his flared cock-rim. She used her lips and tongue, and occasionally she nipped the resilient flesh of his cock-head with her teeth.

He now had two fingers in the channel of her cunt. She shuddered as he slowly pistoned them in and out of her juicy pussy-hole. His cock-head, swelled in her wet mouth. She closed her right hand around the shaft of his cock, pulling back on it to completely peel the foreskin off his throbbing cock-head. She closed her mouth over his fruit-like cock-head, her tongue massaging the knot of flesh on the underside. The ring of her tightly closed lips prevented his foreskin from covering his cockhead. She now had almost four inches of his cock in her mouth! The slit of his cock-head was leaking pre-cum, teasing her with a hint of the jism she wanted spurting in her mouth. She wanted to taste this cum again, to drink him until his balls were drained. She kept tonguing and sucking him with a steady rhythm.

His fingers were brushing her asshole, again. She shivered when she remembered the feel of his wet tongue. She loved being touched there. Only a few hours had passed since Frank Ryan's cock had stretched her asshole, but her little ass craved attention again. She mewled and wriggled her hips to encourage Fleming. Instead of reaming out her ass with a finger, which was what she hoped for, he forced her off his body and pulled his cock out of her mouth.

Taking hold of her hands, he helped her to her feet. He led her to the end of the sofa. He stood behind her, his cock pressing against her ass.

"Bend over," he said. "Hold onto the sofa!"

She let herself be pushed forward, her hands outstretched to hold the arm of the sofa, her feet planted wide apart on the floor. She bent forward at the waist and heard him grunt behind her.

"Look at that," he groaned. "Christ, what an ass! Look at the way your tits hang down. I'm going to fuck your brains out, my dear!"

He pushed her shoulders down until she had her cheek against the sofa. He clutched her hip with one hand and used the other hand to guide the spongy head of his cock into the mouth of her dripping cunt.

"Oh, shit, yes!" she moaned. Her pussy grabbed at his cock, welcoming his stiff prickmeat.

Gripping the cheeks of her ass with both hands, he spread her open to feed the length of his cock into her juice-drenched cunt. Her hands caught at the sofa when he lurched forward and buried his cock to the hilt. He pulled back with a deep grunt of satisfaction. She could feel her cunt-lips pulled out by his cockhead as he withdrew. Then he pushed forward again, his cock sliding home with a long, twisting stroke.

"I think you ought to be in my office the first thing every morning," he said. "Ten or fifteen minutes of this in the morning will get the day off to a good start, don't you think?"

"Mmmmmmm!" she murmured.

He responded by quickening his strokes thrusting, his cock solidly into her cunt, faster and faster, until she and the sofa shook from the force of his driving cock. She was beginning to feel the first sensations of an oncoming climax. She moaned at the slippery, frothy feeling of his hard cock stroking in and out of her steaming cunt. Her swollen cunt throbbed with each powerful thrust.

"Fuck me!" she moaned.

The swinging of her upraised ass became more pronounced. She gyrated her cunt in order to feel all of his meaty cock reaming out her cunt-channel.