Her eyes widening and a barely-audible scream was all she could do to express her revulsion at the sensation of a hand feeling the weight of her left breasts through her shirt. By the time she tried slapping it away, it already had a strong grip on the heavy boob. Irina chimed in: “Those airbags are the reason you were chosen for this assignment so, if it helps the patient relax, why are you sabotaging your own work? Also, if you can’t make it happen in 5 minutes or less, you need to compensate for your ineptitude: get those skinny fingers of yours in there! Play with the balls, massage the prostate, you know… use your knowledge of human anatomy at a goddamn hospital!” June had no idea what to do with her hands. She couldn't see anything because of the cock under her nose and the tears of gagging in her eyes. Irina sighed, “You, go help her." The redhead jumped in without being told twice. She threw her notepad on the patient's bed, walked around to the opposite side of blowjob where the brunette was working and initiated a three-point action plan. She lifted up June’s shirt to give the patient unrestricted access to the titty he had been massaging; she began stroking the unswallowed part of his shaft (almost all of it), bumping her thumb and index against June's lips at the top of every stroke; finally, she dug a hand under his heavy ball sack in a quest to reach the man's prostate but the balls clenched before she could find a hole and the sounds of mighty spurts joined the other disturbing noises of Ward D. June's eyes told a tale of panic and revulsion. She couldn't believe how much was coming out and how much she had to swallow, and that was her impression after only 15 seconds of the average 180. The patient squeezed her breast harder than it had ever been squeezed and there was nothing she could do but wince and hope that this spurt was the last one. No... *gulp* maybe this one. No… *gulp* Molly Murphy was unable to just stay on the sideline and watch her new partner carry the load herself (along with the credit). She two-handed the back of June’s head and BDSM pushed her down on the erupting cock to help her take an additional 3 centimeters of hard meat, tightening the seal and stopping the drip of cum leaking from the gagging beauty’s right nostril. Once her patient’s climax subsided, June fell victim to one of the classic blunders and continued nursing the precum of a future load out of the fat cockhead. “Well, is he done or what?” She didn't recognize the voice. It wasn’t Irina’s but it conveyed enough authority to rule out fellow interns. The supervisor had left two gallons ago. June had missed the moment when they were paired with a registered nurse for their year-long internship. The media still refer to what happened as 'The Event' but as more leaks out we found out that it was domination a series of events. Some super being called Thanos snapped his fingers and wiped out half of life on the planet (Universe if you want to get technical Bondage but I'm keeping things local) then a team of super heroes found a way to fix blonde it. I was one of the billions that went missing then came back five years later, I'm nobody special, I'm the only one of four in my house to have vanished though. She didn't come down for dinner, yelling down the stairs at her mom that she wasn't hungry. I thought have my nipples out was blonde bad, but having my sex BDSM exposed to the domination open air makes me feel unbearably vulnerable. “Luben's going to get mad at me for violating my marriage a day after our wedding.” She just let out a loud laugh and then said, “That’s what best friends are for.” When Reverend Beverly arrived, Susan and I knew it was time to get ready. That blast was so powerful Bondage that blowjob it had ripped a hole in the ozone layer. They joined us on the couch, dressed in shorts and shirts, just like us. After a quick pee, I got dressed, kissed him passionately goodbye and headed over to the mall to meet up with Stephanie so we could get our stories straight. Too hungry. “You're doing so good, kitten.” For Kyleigh, I decided on something that fit her busty sensuality. Her eyes were blue, like mine. I buck my hips, sending my dick deep inside of her. Even I had one—ginger ale—and I even had a couple of the extra-large boiled shrimp, taking extra care not to get cocktail sauce on my clothes. She woke next morning, and immediately fainted.