with arms under his, levered him from the chair and onto his bed.
She'd been a nurse for a couple of years, more than long enough to learn how to move and lift people heavier than herself. Nor were his clothes any bother, even if she did have to bat his hands and arms aside as he tried doing it himself, his face showing his frustration as he had to allow her to do such a personal act.
"Think of me as your lover, rather than your nurse," she urged, and grinned when that did the trick and he lay back to let her draw off his clothes.
"Oh, you like the idea of a lover undressing you, do you?" she giggled, seeing his member already half erect when she pulled his trousers off from their cuffs.
He made mumbling noises, watching her from behind alert eyes as she grinned and eased the last of his clothes gently off his re-awakening organ to leave him naked upon the bed.
"We have to stimulate your muscles so your brain can re-learn how to control them," she told him, reaching for the buttons that undid her own uniform, standing where he would see her. "So Doctor O'Connor believes, and it works well on soldiers back from the Great War," she confided, wriggling to help draw her clothes off while smiling teasingly into his attentive stare.
His cock gave a jerk into the air and Penny giggled, brazenly standing in front of him to let him have a long look at her long and slender trunk, cone-line breasts perched with youthful vigour atop her chest while neatly groomed pubic hair did more to highlight the smooth lips to her sex than to obscure it.
"Now then," she told him, climbing onto the bed to place herself atop him, his hard and throbbing cock sandwiched between their bellies, her nipples pressed flatly to his rotund chest. She placed his hands about her waist and grinned into his astute eyes as she moved upon him, teasing him with the feel of her warm and smooth body sliding against his own, nipples grazing his chest, her sliding belly making his cock constantly jerk.
"That's it. Hold me, guide me," she urged, feeling his hands jerk against her back.
She moved gently back and forth and from side to side. She lowered herself along his body to giggle as she let her breasts caress his leaking cock, then rose to offer her suspended teats to his mouth, forcing him to have to lift his head before his lips could capture a teat and lovingly suck or lick upon it.
"That's the way," she whispered, sliding still higher along his body, until her pubis slid to the end of his erection and her parted legs let it bound up and press against the seam of her vaginal cleft.
"Go on, use your hands," she teased, refusing to slide down and have his cock break the seam and pres into her.
Her sobbed, grunted and groaned, and his hands flew back and forth along her back and buttocks, fingers sometimes able to tighten on her back and pull on her, then losing the control to slip away.
She grinned and rose slightly to have his cock fall away before she lowered herself once more, and began the process all over again; sliding her body against his own and purring at the pleasure his wiry chest hair produced in her breasts.
"That's it; let's get those hands and arms to work," she urged, grinning as she felt them try to pull her up, so his cock would once again slip between her legs. Instead, she pushed herself up to sit astride his prone body, the length and underside of his erection pressed to the length of her vaginal cleft, her weight causing her labia to part and her vulva press moisture and warmth into his organ.
"Want me to move?" she teased. "Want to feel my pussy slide along that big fat cock of yours?" she asked. She drew his hands to her compact bottom and held them there, her smile growing as she felt his fingers extend to grip and squeeze the tight cheeks of her arse.
"Go on; pull me along your cock!" she urged with a playful and teasing grin.
The hands tensed, enough for her to help them and slide a little forward. His cock jumped with the
She'd been a nurse for a couple of years, more than long enough to learn how to move and lift people heavier than herself. Nor were his clothes any bother, even if she did have to bat his hands and arms aside as he tried doing it himself, his face showing his frustration as he had to allow her to do such a personal act.
"Think of me as your lover, rather than your nurse," she urged, and grinned when that did the trick and he lay back to let her draw off his clothes.
"Oh, you like the idea of a lover undressing you, do you?" she giggled, seeing his member already half erect when she pulled his trousers off from their cuffs.
He made mumbling noises, watching her from behind alert eyes as she grinned and eased the last of his clothes gently off his re-awakening organ to leave him naked upon the bed.
"We have to stimulate your muscles so your brain can re-learn how to control them," she told him, reaching for the buttons that undid her own uniform, standing where he would see her. "So Doctor O'Connor believes, and it works well on soldiers back from the Great War," she confided, wriggling to help draw her clothes off while smiling teasingly into his attentive stare.
His cock gave a jerk into the air and Penny giggled, brazenly standing in front of him to let him have a long look at her long and slender trunk, cone-line breasts perched with youthful vigour atop her chest while neatly groomed pubic hair did more to highlight the smooth lips to her sex than to obscure it.
"Now then," she told him, climbing onto the bed to place herself atop him, his hard and throbbing cock sandwiched between their bellies, her nipples pressed flatly to his rotund chest. She placed his hands about her waist and grinned into his astute eyes as she moved upon him, teasing him with the feel of her warm and smooth body sliding against his own, nipples grazing his chest, her sliding belly making his cock constantly jerk.
"That's it. Hold me, guide me," she urged, feeling his hands jerk against her back.
She moved gently back and forth and from side to side. She lowered herself along his body to giggle as she let her breasts caress his leaking cock, then rose to offer her suspended teats to his mouth, forcing him to have to lift his head before his lips could capture a teat and lovingly suck or lick upon it.
"That's the way," she whispered, sliding still higher along his body, until her pubis slid to the end of his erection and her parted legs let it bound up and press against the seam of her vaginal cleft.
"Go on, use your hands," she teased, refusing to slide down and have his cock break the seam and pres into her.
Her sobbed, grunted and groaned, and his hands flew back and forth along her back and buttocks, fingers sometimes able to tighten on her back and pull on her, then losing the control to slip away.
She grinned and rose slightly to have his cock fall away before she lowered herself once more, and began the process all over again; sliding her body against his own and purring at the pleasure his wiry chest hair produced in her breasts.
"That's it; let's get those hands and arms to work," she urged, grinning as she felt them try to pull her up, so his cock would once again slip between her legs. Instead, she pushed herself up to sit astride his prone body, the length and underside of his erection pressed to the length of her vaginal cleft, her weight causing her labia to part and her vulva press moisture and warmth into his organ.
"Want me to move?" she teased. "Want to feel my pussy slide along that big fat cock of yours?" she asked. She drew his hands to her compact bottom and held them there, her smile growing as she felt his fingers extend to grip and squeeze the tight cheeks of her arse.
"Go on; pull me along your cock!" she urged with a playful and teasing grin.
The hands tensed, enough for her to help them and slide a little forward. His cock jumped with the
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