In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella walked with a sense of purpose. Her long, wavy hair flowed down her back, the only source of color in the stark environment. She was a sight to behold, her petite frame and small breasts on full display as she moved naked through the hospital.
Isabella worked as a nurse at the hospital, but tonight she had a different purpose. She had stayed late to care for a patient, a man named Ethan who had been in a car accident. As she entered his room, she saw him lying in the bed, his body battered and bruised.
“Ethan,” she whispered, her voice soft and soothing. “I’m here to help you.”
Ethan opened his eyes and saw Isabella standing over him. He felt a stirring in his loins as he took in her naked form.
“Isabella,” he said, his voice hoarse. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here to take care of you,” she said, her eyes sparkling with desire. “I want to make you feel better.”
She climbed onto the bed, her body pressing against his. She began to kiss him, her lips soft and warm against his own. Ethan responded, his hands reaching out to touch her breasts.
Isabella moaned as Ethan’s fingers pinched her nipples. She began to kiss his neck, her tongue darting out to taste his skin. Ethan’s hands wandered down her body, finding their way to her wet pussy.
He began to finger her, his fingers sliding in and out of her tight hole. Isabella moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
“Fuck me, Ethan,” she whispered. “I want to feel your cock inside me.”
