Nurse My Kitty

Debbie White and Salome worked the same hospital floor and knew exactly what the others wanted. They walked corridors with the kind of confidence that drew stares, never stopping for the attention. When they had a few free minutes, they stole into the first empty room they found, locked the door behind them and wasted no breath on talk. Debbie hiked up her tight white skirt and leaned against the sink while Salome dropped to her knees, mouth already open, tongue sliding through wet folds with quick, practiced strokes. She worked Debbie until her knees shook, then stood and spread her own thighs across the edge of the examination table. Debbie fingered her without hurry, curling two fingers deep and steady, thumb rubbing her clit until Salome’s breath caught hard in her throat. They switched positions, straddling each other on the narrow bed, cunts pressed together slick and hot. They rocked slowly at first, then faster, rubbing clit against clit, hips bucking until the sheets bunched under their knees. When their moans slipped out louder than planned, neither of them bothered to quiet them. Instead they came one after another, bodies tight, thighs quivering, the sound of their breathing echoing softly against the white-tiled walls before they fixed their uniforms and walked back out into the hallway like nothing had happened.