Ryan’s head was spinning uncontrollably. He had never been so horny in his life. He took a few staggered steps forward and placed the heels on her...dresser table facing him. He was in pain from how hard his cock was pulsating. He held his cock in his right hand close to the base and squeezed it a few times before thick ropes of cum shot out of it. Luckily he had lined himself up properly and managed to shoot his cum directly into the shoes, alternating between the two trying to get an equal. He slid his middle finger up and down my asscrack, lubing it. He pressed with his fingertip. I opened the bottle of poppers and took a hit in each nostril, concentrated on relaxing, letting his finger into me. In it went, slowly past my sphincter, pause, deeper, deeper. His hand pressed to my splayed open crack, finger as far as it would go up in me.He wriggled his finger, opening me more. He pressed the tip on my prostate. I felt like I was pissing, exuded so much pre-cum it stringed to the. He was an ok looking guy, and liked to flirt with girls- usually the pretty nurses at work- but it never seemed to lead anywhere. Never had the time to. It was a shame that the only person to experience his big curved cock was his own right hand usually. He had a great sex life at college, and knew his way round a woman’s body, but since starting this career work had taken its toll.One unusually quiet nightshift he was sat in the resident’s room with the door open- flicking through facebook, TV. He shifted a bit in his seat and finally he moved his hand to adjust his cock in his pants which I think was hard and making him uncomfortable. He held my boobs for a bit and felt my legs over the nylon leggings. “ How do I look?” I asked “ you look very hot and those boobs are quite big” he replied.“OK lets go now, tell me when we are about to reach so I can change to normal before we check in to hotel” he said sure and we drove off. He drove at an average speed and looking at me whenever he.