Passion on the hospital bed

I had a minor illness and stayed in the hospital for six days. Although I suffered quite a bit, it allowed my husband and me to enjoy a few days of alone time together, something we hadn't done in a long time.
On the second night before my discharge, since the IV drip had been removed, my husband and I lay in bed together watching a movie on our tablet. It felt like we were back in our younger days, when we squeezed together on that small single bed in our dorm room.
Before going to sleep, I shooed my husband back to the small bed next to my hospital bed because he wanted to watch more movies, but I was already tired. At that moment, the nurse brought me my bedtime medicine. After taking it, my husband said out of the blue,
"Wouldn't it be great if I could have sex with a nurse in the hospital?" I rolled my eyes at him and told him to go to sleep and not think about it. The next morning, I suddenly felt that my hospital gown looked rather "intriguing"—it looked like the kind of clothes newborn babies wear, a bit Japanese-style, with the inner layer tied with thread on the left side. My armpits were also bound with thread, and
a wicked thought flashed through my mind: to tease my husband. While he was showering, I secretly took off my underwear.
When he returned to my hospital bed after his shower, I coquettishly asked him to lie down with me a little longer. Then I pulled his hand inside my clothes. He was surprised and started teasing my nipples.
Since we were in a health insurance room (3 people per room), and there was only a curtain separating us from the next bed, I had to hold back from moaning and even my breathing was too loud. It was so stimulating! My vagina was almost soaked from the start.
I jokingly whispered in my husband's ear, "If I can't have sex with a nurse, can I have sex with a patient?" He replied, "That sounds good too~" with a sly smile, and his hands never left my breasts. I was a little itchy from the teasing, so
I rolled over and straddled my husband. I first untied the outer binding of my clothes to reveal... She touched her nipple with her hand, then untied the inner binding, exposing both breasts to him.
We glanced at each other and quickly took off our pants. My husband lay back on the bed, and I remained in the position of lying on top of him. After he adjusted the angle of his penis, he gently thrust into my wet honey hole. Because the patient next door was still awake and I was afraid of being discovered, I endured the itching in my honey hole but dared not make a sound. I could only lie on top of him and gently sway my plump buttocks, letting his penis rub against my honey hole. Because of this position, my penis kept rubbing against the thick hair on my husband's stomach. Mmm~ Oh~ So comfortable, so itchy, so good. My honey water couldn't help but flow out, wetting a large area of my husband's hair. After only a short while of swaying, my honey hole felt so good that I couldn't help but let out low, subtle moans of pleasure. My honey hole kept trembling and contracting. Ah~ I reached my peak,
but my husband still wouldn't let me go. Even as I lay limp and powerless on top of him, he thrust upwards into my soaked, secret place for a while. After the climax, my legs were weak and powerless,
and I collapsed onto his rough body, panting. He got out of bed, turned me over, and made me lie face down on the hospital bed with my feet on the ground. My juices were already flowing down from my honeypot to my knees. My husband lifted my plump buttocks, spread my honeypot, and, holding his swollen, red glans, thrust forward. With a soft moan, my husband's big penis began to thrust into me from behind again, firmly and violently. My fingers gripped the sheets tightly, enduring the impact and trying my best not to cry out. My body could no longer withstand the pleasure, and my honeypot convulsed repeatedly. After a few strong thrusts, a stream of hot liquid suddenly shot into my trembling honeypot... Finally, my legs gave way, and I collapsed onto the bed.

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