She composed herself and hastily left the room.She composed herself and hastily left the room. *** Jose Aguilar was making his first rounds of the day when the gorgeous red-headed nurse almost ran into him coming out of the patient's room. She looked startled, almost frightened. There was a small bruise growing under one of her eyes. "What's the matter? Can I help?" he offered, putting on his best concerned act. He had always wanted to fuck this nurse and figured that this might be the chance he was waiting for to "thaw the fucking ice bitch." [Colorful expression, that-AW] Nurse Weber regained her composure and explained that she had slipped on the floor. She asked Jose to clean up any spot she had made. They entered the room together, so that she could show him where she had fallen. *** Wilbur was having a very vivid dream about one of his escapades during the Roaring Twenties, when he was a young man, maybe 20 or so. [Dick - You absolutely _must_ see the VU from this dream! Dr. Moriat's device certainly performed as advertised! Security won't let it out of the Administration building, so you'll just have to watch it next time you're here. With *me*. -AW] He was riding in the back of the family limousine with Ellen James, a fine young filly with blonde hair. They'd just left Jambo's Snakepit, where Ellen had partaken quite liberally of Jambo's "Purple Passion." Jambo claimed that it was some voodoo stuff, and had been very insulted when Wilbur once suggested that it was just plain old Spanish fly. Whatever, Ellen could hardly keep her clothes on once they were in the car. Wilbur told Raul, the driver (and his closest confidant among the family's servants), to take the extra-scenic route to her house. Ellen wriggled out of her flapper's dress with incredible speed and pulled out his pecker in nothing flat. She virtually attacked him, stuffing herself full of Wilbur's "best friend" before they had managed to get more than a block away from the Snakepit. *** Joanne was panting loudly. "Come-on-FUCK-meee," she growled at Jose. She was bent over the back of a chair. Jose's hips made sharp, violent thrusts, driving his cock into her as hard as he could, and Joanne made a guttural moan each time Jose's thighs would slap loudly against her butt cheeks. |