<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0f/Nidalee_mug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maya<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Nurse's Office<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Midori Kanakata<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Midori was nudging, nudging down her stretched throat .Giving poor Maya a little of herself at a time only prolonged the absolute feeling of helplessness, trapped and negotiating to breathe around Ms. Kanakata. Her soft mouth was so full that it affected her hearing, making Midori's voice sound like they were underwater. She couldn't make out the words, but they sounded like praise. Maya tried to purr.<br/><br/>The head nurse had her by the hair, both pulling and guiding down Maya's throat in half-inches. It probably couldn't have gone any faster, but Midori's hips seemed miles away, searching for her, wanting to make contact with her face. Maya's lashes fluttered, nervous as she waited for the impact of her mentor's hips.<em>Please, please, </em>she silently begged,<em>don't hold back now, when we're so close. </em><br/><br/><em>Thump. </em>With a face full of Midori's broad womanly hips and not an inch of space left in her throat, Maya tented her skirt with a furious little erection. Her fingers slipped from the tile floor, anticipating her mentor would want to pin her to the wall and fuck her face like the slut she wanted to be, but it didn't happen. Instead Ms. Kanakata masturbated until she made cozy use of Maya's petite tummy as a cum dump. It was so hot Maya's cinnamon skin freckled with perspiration.<br/><br/>How easily she disgorged, with a wet plop and dripping with desperate amounts of Maya's spit. The nurse in training coughed, sputtered. She tried to gasp out words. "I, Miz, miss," she hiccuped. The muscles of her throat weren't sure how to operate, now that Midori was no longer jammed between them. "Can, ah. I want," She sniffled. Shaky hands tickled back her pleated skirt to expose the thistle-colored glans of a cock that would no longer wait patiently in her panties. "We need to take your temperature." She rose, placed her petite hands on her mentor's hips to clarify what she wanted. On her toes she reached her lips for Ms. Kanakata's ear, and though she wanted to whisper<em>bend over, </em>all that came out was a breathy shudder. She was still recovering.