Sexy Japanese nurse Marcia Hase helps rehabilitate her patient
Marcia Hase was a stern yet sensual nurse at the exclusive Rehabilitation Hospital for Well-Heeled Gentlemen. One of her favorite patients was Hiroshi, a wealthy businessman who had recently undergone a “complicated surgery”. The surgery was a euphemism, as Hiroshi had actually suffered an unfortunate accident involving his prized golf clubs and a jealous caddy. But such details didn’t concern Marcia – all that mattered was aiding Hiroshi’s prompt recovery.
One fateful morning, Marcia sauntered into Hiroshi’s private room wearing her trademark white Nurse uniform. The taut fabric strained against her ample bosom and the hemline barely covered her round, pillowy ass. Strutting over to Hiroshi’s bed, she gave him a demure smile. “Good morning, Mr. Hiroshi. Shall we begin your daily rehabilitation exercises?”
Hiroshi, propped up on several fluffy pillows, gulped audibly at the sight of Marcia’s nubile figure. “G-good morning…nurse,” he stammered, voice rough with lust. “Please, call me Hiroshi.”
“As you wish, Hiroshi,” Marcia purred, leaning over him to fluff his pillows. Her nurse hat tumbled off, exposing cascading chestnut hair. Hiroshi inhaled the jasmine scent of her perfume. Without warning, Marcia peeled off her crisp white lab coat. “Let’s get down to business, shall we?”
Underneath the lab coat, her white uniform top was already unbuttoned, revealing tantalizing cleavage overflowing her push-up bra. Marcia noticed Hiroshi’s eyes bugging out as a deep pink flushed his angular cheeks. “Ahem, yes,” she teased. “I’ve been meaning to inspect your internal-outpatient healing process.”
Marcia snapped on a pair of disposable surgical gloves as she climbed onto the bed. She crawled over to Hiroshi’s prone form, batted her long lashes at him playfully. “Now Hiroshi, Nurse Hase needs to conduct a thorough physical exam.” With a tug, she sprung open the buttons of his silky boxers. Hiroshi gasped as his generous manhood sprang free, already rock hard and throbbing.
“Let’s give it some special attention, shall we?” Marcia cooed, wrapping one gloved hand around his thick shaft. She slowly stroked him from root to tip, squeezing his swollen head. Beads of precum oozed from the slit and Marcia scooped them up with her thumb, bringing the digit to her ruby lips. “Mmm, perfectly delicious,” she purred.
Emboldened, Marcia unlaced the front of her uniform top. Her huge, creamy breasts bounced free, nipples stiff and straining. Hiroshi groaned at the stimulating view, raising his hips to thrust into Marcia’s fist. “Easy, big boy,” she admonished him with a wink. “Too much too soon will only prolong your recovery.”
Marcia slithered down the bed, her ample derriere jiggling with the motion. She knelt on the floor, hands braced on Hiroshi’s muscular thighs. Her lips parted and she inhaled his musky scent. “Ladies first,” she purred. Gazing up at Hiroshi through her lashes, Marcia closed her mouth around his aching erection. She licked and sucked greedily, swirling her tongue around his glans.
Hiroshi threw his head back and howled in ecstasy, hands fisting in Marcia’s silky hair. She relaxed her throat and sank down further, tickling his sack with her delicate fingers. Marcia bobbed her head rapidly, forming an obscene seal as she worked him over. Hiroshi felt pressure building in his balls – he wouldn’t last long at this rate.
“Wait!” he gasped. “Stop, I’m going to…!”
Marcia just moaned, taking him even deeper. She wanted to drink down every creamy drop. With a final, guttural shout, Hiroshi exploded, painting her throat white with his hot seed. Marcia kept sucking, greedy for more, until his softening cock popped out of her mouth.
Still panting, Hiroshi watched with hooded eyes as Marcia licked her lips clean. Her uniform was in disarray, chest heaving with exertion. She crawled back onto the bed and straddled his waist, grinding her damp panties against his sensitive flesh. “Mmm, ready for your next rehabilitation exercise?”
