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She's dressed as a nurse, her uniform scandalously short, her intentions clear. He's her patient, helpless and at her mercy. She straddles him, her warm breath on his ear as she whispers, "You mustn't cum, okay?" Her fingers dance across his chest, avoiding his nipples, but her touch is electric. She leans in, her tongue flicking out to tease his earlobe. He groans, his hips bucking slightly. She smiles, her hands moving to his thighs, her nails lightly scratching. He's a bundle of nerves, his body tensing with each touch, his cock aching for release. Yet, he's determined to obey her commands, to draw out this exquisite torture.