"Your hurt, you're a bloody mess," she said. "You won't get far in your condition. Who are you? Why were those men chasing you? Look at me!" she s...reamed. "Your Jeff Sinclair! You're the guy on TV! Just what the hell did you do?"I started to loose consciousness again. She grabbed me and said, "Let's get you upstairs so I can treat your wound. I'm a nurse, I own this place. You know, some of the newscasters are calling you a hero."God, this woman could talk. She was firing questions at. Now Yesenia comes to her with yet another guy in tow.She breaks away from the dude. “Hold on a second. I need to talk to my girl.” She takes the seat next to Zaria. “What the fuck? Why are you sitting here with all these guys just looking to rock your world?” When Zaria doesn’t answers, she just continues. “I’ve already given two blowjobs tonight.” She pauses to look over her shoulder to her lover-to-be, smiles and wiggles her fingers in a wave at him.“Yes, I saw that,” Zaria finally. You start to cum, and you grab his hair and pull him up your body. You release the long kiss with me, and turn to him, and you kiss him deeply, and sloppily, tasting your wetness on his breath, lips and goatee. You look at him and demand that he fuck you. You reach down and spread your ass cheeks and pussy open wide and he slides the head of his long fat cock into your open cunt. He starts gently, but you raise your legs into the air to allow him full access, and he finally slides his. " to her and then she got back on the table and continued to ram my pussy from behind. Pain and joy were mixing in my body as she demanded from me to recite the alphabet.When I was done with the alphabet she took a leather strap and hit me on my ass a few times - enough that I started crying and forgot about the joy. And then again she continued to fuck me. Another few spanks on my bottom as pain and joy both were trying to dominate my body. She demanded a few times again that I say I'm a slut.