Novel & Cerita Busty Nurses

Prez’s POV Hot damn, Pitbull was going to kill me! Because, of course, the feisty nurse didn’t show up at my door in her scrubs and my cut – although that looked delightfully HOT on her! – but wearing skinny jeans and a top that showed just enough of her cleavage to drive a man insane. Goddess, she was hot! “What’ ya’ got?” She said, cutting off her words on purpose, and just walked in. I moved aside, not even taken by surprise at her forwardness. She was the very definition of ‘no bullshit’-type of girl, and hell, I wanted her in my home.

She sighed. There were three nurses in his room, ranging from a young girl who must have just stepped out of her teens, another woman around her age, and the last, the matronly-looking one who had asked about Proserpina. All of them had uniformly goofy grins on their faces, smiling like besotted, lovestruck girls as they stared at him adoringly.

Maitê absorbed everything quickly—she was good at what she did, she always had been. She was about to leave when she stopped in the hallway to drink some water. Two nurses were chatting nearby. "I have to leave soon, I work at 9 p.m. There I make way more money." "Then why don’t you stay there full time?" "Because I love being a nurse," she laughed. "That’s just extra. It has nothing to do with what I studied my whole life." She looked at Maitê, who held a cup of water and smiled politely. The nurse pulled a small black card from her pocket and handed it to her.

I had to go to the bathroom, and by the time I returned, the door was wide open, and whoever had been inside was gone. They must have snuck out while I was away. After my rounds, there was little left for me to do, so I decided to go into the break room and play some games on my phone to pass the time. I was so engrossed in the game that I barely noticed when the door opened. I glanced up, and there she was—Veronica Adams, the nurse. Veronica was attractive, with a figure that turned heads without even trying. Even in her nurse's uniform, there was something bold about her dressing. The fabric hugged her curves like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination.

They sloped down just a bit, but still looked firm considering their size and her age. The ladies went back to dancing in their various stages of undress, as I watched their flesh jiggle; the blonde busty Val with one tit out of her white bra cup, and white silk panties; the slender blonde Kathy with her tits hanging out the bottom of her white bra, and in her lavender silk panties; the slender brunette Gail still in her little white bra but with her bare bottom exposed; and the tall leggy busty brunette Linda, topless in her black panties.

Tina. She’s young, maybe in her mid-twenties, with long, flowing blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes that seem to radiate warmth. Her figure is a vision of grace and elegance, a living embodiment of nurse Barbie. The thought rushes through my mind before I can even stop it, and I feel a pang of insecurity twist in my gut. Am I really competing with this? Am I to have this vision of perfection rub shoulder on the daily with my fake husband?

— Live-in Nurse — A private luxury suite — All meals — Full access to household facilities — Transportation as required — A complete designer wardrobe suitable for the household and public appearances — Grooming and styling support when required — $20, 000 “Twenty thousand dollars?” The words slipped out before I could hold it in. Mr Tristan smiled lightly. “Yes, Lana but considering how you came through exceptionally, I'll be adding an additional advance of $10,000 this month , once you sign the papers and accept this job. “But why me?” I asked, my eyes getting all teary. “We considered hiring someone from the firms we usually get our nurses from but… Kylian needs true emotional care… so we

“Now tell me exactly what you were thinking.” “I wasn’t thinking dirty thoughts,” I growled in frustration, folding my arms over my chest to show how serious I was but it only had the opposite effect of diverting, Adriano’s gaze to my boobs. “Hello!” I waved my hands in front of him. “My eyes are up here,” I said. “I know where your eyes are, little nurse but you shouldn’t have drawn my attention to those gorgeous tits,” he replied. “Can you just stop talking about my breasts and tell me what you’re doing in front of my room!?”

Viper said "Do you guys know her family or anyone we could contact?" The nurse asked "Yeah I'll call her father and brothers," John said "Please do," the Nurse said and left Viper grabbed my phone and called her father "Hello," Her father Robert answered "Hey sir, this is Viper, My friend John works with your daughter," "Okay, what can I do for you, Viper?" He asked "Sir your daughter called me and my friend tonight for help. When we got to her apartment Bash her boyfriend had beaten her pretty badly. We're at the hospital and the doctors just rushed her into surgery," Viper said

She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny," Ivailo didn't move a muscle. He just stared at her like he was seeing dirt. His rigid face was expressionless. Ollie tried to maintain her smile. Perspiration slid down her cheek. She gripped her bag on her side to keep herself calm. She couldn't blow this. This was her client. All she needed to do was be amicable. "I'm an associate of the Werewolf-Human Integrating Program, you must have heard about it right?"