[GVH-845] Forbidden Nursing: Ayami Mori’s Secret Affair

I can’t believe I’m actually here, in this cramped little room with Ayami Mori. She’s supposed to be my nurse, but the way she’s looking at me, with those hungry eyes, I know she’s here for something else. Her uniform is too tight, the white fabric straining over her small tits, and she’s wearing these tiny shorts that ride up her thighs. She tells me to lie down, and her voice is all soft and sweet, but I can feel the heat coming off her body. She starts with a massage, her slender fingers digging into my shoulders, but they keep drifting lower, brushing against my chest, my stomach. I’m already hard, and she knows it. She giggles, a dirty little sound, and whispers, ‘Let me take care of that for you.’ Her hand slips under my waistband, and I’m done for.