Elliot Skellington, Jasmine Byrne and James

Jasmine Byrne leans over the hospital bed, white uniform tight around her athletic frame. Elliot Skellington grabs at her breast. Her hand shoots down and clamps his balls like a vise. He howls. She doesn’t let go. Instead she climbs up, knees on either side of his head, and grinds her cunt across his mouth until he’s drowning in her. When she’s slick and ready she spins, bends him over the bed rail, spreads his cheeks, and drives every inch of her thick strap-on straight into his ass. He whimpers into the sheets. She slaps his hips, rides him harder, then pulls out and orders him to his knees to lick her clean. Only after she’s soaked does she let him sit back. She strokes his cock in short, ruthless pulls, edging him until he’s shaking, then finishes him with a tight milking grip while she lashes the dripping head with the flogger—each strike sharp, wet, and final.