Head nurse - part I.

Head nurse Sandy waits in her office, white uniform hugging the blonde curves that earned her the job. She locks the door. No patients yet. She leans against the examination table, hikes the crisp fabric above her waist, and slips two fingers between her thighs. Her breath catches as she finds herself wet already. She works her clit in slow circles, savoring every slick glide. Her big, round ass flexes against the cool steel edge when she spreads wider. A soft moan escapes her lips. She pushes deeper, curls her fingers inside, and rides the steady pulse building low in her belly. Her free hand cups a breast through the starched cotton, pinching a stiff nipple. Pleasure ripples through her, and she lets it build, unhurried, until her thighs tremble and she comes with a sharp gasp, slick and satisfied, ready for whatever walks through that door next.