In the sterile, cold confines of the hospital, a woman named Isabella lay in her bed, her long, dark hair splayed out on the pillow. She was a sight to behold, with her small, perky breasts and shapely figure, but the sickness that had brought her here weighed heavy on her mind.
One day, a tall, handsome doctor named Ethan entered her room. He had a gentle smile and warm, comforting eyes that immediately put Isabella at ease. Ethan was a professional, but he couldn’t help but notice the beauty that lay before him.
As the days went on, Ethan and Isabella grew closer. They would talk for hours, sharing stories and laughing together. Ethan’s touches became more frequent and lingering, and Isabella found herself longing for his touch.
One fateful night, as Ethan was making his rounds, he found Isabella awake and staring at the ceiling. He approached her bedside and took her hand, and without a word, Isabella pulled him closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
Ethan’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, feeling every curve and contour. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard peaks. Isabella moaned, her back arching as Ethan’s mouth replaced his hands.
Ethan trailed kisses down Isabella’s body, his tongue swirling around her navel before continuing down to her mound. He spread her legs, baring her pussy to his gaze. Ethan wasted no time, his tongue delving into her folds, tasting her sweetness.
Isabella’s hips bucked as Ethan’s tongue explored her, her moans growing louder. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as she ground her hips against his face.
