CHARGED at the hospital

I've been married for three years to a man I like very much, he's nine years older than me, who is now 25 years old. I'm a brunette, with straight black hair, black eyes as well, in the style of a mignon, with a body sculpted in hours and hours of gym. I attract attention wherever I go because of my body and the clothes that help to form a sensual look.
My husband, during our lovemaking, asks me to have sex with another man in front of him, but I've never accepted, like most women. But we have an active and constant sex life, which makes me satisfied.
One day Roberto, my husband, we'll call him that, had to have surgery on his arm after a motorcycle accident, and of course I accompanied him to the hospital, which would be for three days.
In a place where I never imagined it would happen, it happened. I met a nurse named Julius Caesar, who was the cutest and most stubborn thing I'd ever seen in my life. The cat has green eyes, short hair, six feet tall, seventy-eight pounds, kinky, smelly and very tasty, I can attest.
Julio entered the room and it was enough to drive me crazy and even Roberto seems to have noticed my desire for the face, because it was immediate. And I was even more crazy to know that Julio Cesar would spend the first night that we would stay in the hospital, in the nursing ward. And for my luck it was a weekend with very little movement in the hospital, because many rooms were empty and my imagination ran wild. It was time for the betrayal.
Around six o'clock, Julius Caesar paid a visit asking if Robert was well, my husband was sleeping packed for a medicine. I didn't waste any time, I held Julius's arm in the anti-room of the room and said: - They already told you that you are a horny!
The cat seemed to have seen a soul from another world, but was firm in answer:
But I have other attributes I can show you, do you want to see?
I was quick, and he was quick to respond with the same audacity that I had, and I could see that he was determined, and he seemed to like me, too.
It was already ten o'clock when I left the room, Roberto had woken up and was sleeping again. Another nurse approached me and asked what I wanted. I answered that I was looking for Julius Caesar. He pointed to the room where he was resting. I wasted no time, I went in and found Julius only in his underpants (white and bold) sleeping soundly in the bed on top of a stretcher. His dick was at the height of my mouth, so I went straight to him, opened his underpants and opened a sleeping pocket, which in a few seconds was huge in my mouth, filling it with 21 cm of pure taste.
Julio pretended to sleep for a while, but then he woke up a little surprised. Then he told me that he thought he was dreaming, feeling the touch of my lips on his pocket. After the kiss, Julio left the passivity, got up from bed and went to the door of the room, locking the rooms of the nurses on duty. On the return he leaned on a single bed that was next to it, pulling me towards him, as if ordering a quenge that was served to him in exchange for some change.
Without taking off my clothes, I lay on top of him, giving him a kiss on those fleshy, thirsty lips, twisting my tongue into the mouth of the hot nurse, while at the same time rubbing my xana on his cock, protected by his white underwear, making him even harder than he already was. Those kisses seemed to wake up Julio, pushing me, tearing my tiny dress and my underwear, also tiny. The cat fell from his mouth into my xana, snatching sighs that I could not hold, even under the eyes of the plaque with the picture of a nurse asking for <unk>SILENCE<unk>, classic in all hospitals.
Julio's tongue seemed like it was going to break open my thirsty little mouth with a stick. But that was only the beginning, because he climbed up my groin, sucking it with excitement, going on to my navel, belly and reaching my nipples, which were already crazy for a beautiful sucking and how special the nurse was. He knew how to suck like a real man in the heat and with a lot of excitement. Julio reached my mouth, kissing me, walked with his tongue until he reached my ear, neck and neck. Our !! My xanachar was filled with so much excitement and enjoyment at sight. He was really really good.
Julius put me on all fours, I hoped he would penetrate me, but he didn't, he licked my ass, putting one finger in, then another, putting and taking his fingers without stopping. That made me crazier than I ever was, I begged: "Put this pike in my boccy, put it!
Julio pulled me out of bed, put me face to face with the wall, slowly penetrated me into the sketch, using all the affection of the world with me, until he mercilessly stuck that wonderful stick in me. I moaned and shouted as if he was at home or in the motel. I'm sure I was heard in the silence of the hospital. I enjoyed hallucinatingly with Julio's strokes, intense and accurate, flooding me with joy and a lot of desire. Julio's stick seemed more and more hard and tasty, I felt those eyes rubbing against the wall of my xana, it was hallucinating.
Changing his position, the cat laid me down on the bed, thrusting his dick hard into my little mouth, which I pulled as far as I could to receive him with everything open.
But Julius wanted more, for he changed his position with me and made me go up and ride on his stick, snatching me a delicious joy, making me go to the clouds, like a madwoman thirsty for a stick. I did not make a request, I rode there snatching cries of Julius, bringing my joy deliciously.
Julius ordered me to stand up and ordered me to suck his dick, pouring an intense laugh into my mouth, forcing me to swallow every drop of his sperm.
I changed and went back to my dodgy husband's room, and then I told him how I got out of the hospital.