Her moans got softer and more seductive, her face buried in my chest. She couldn't help herself and bit down on my shoulder.
Her teeth were sharp and firm, but it felt more like a teasing massage for my muscles.
I couldn't resist lifting my leg and pressing it against Hannah's body, pinning her down and keeping her legs still.
My cock was nestled between her legs, right against her pussy, gently thrusting back and forth.
Hannah's moans became even softer and more seductive with each sound.
Her round ass instinctively tried to pull away, as if trying to escape the teasing thrusts of my cock at the entrance of her pussy.
My left hand pressed firmly on her butt, pushing her against me.
I knew it was getting late, and if we kept going, she probably couldn't make it to the urology hospital. Plus, Scarlett and Ryan needed to see her soon. If we got delayed, they might find out about our affair.
So I just kept thrusting my cock at the entrance of her pussy, teasing her warm juices over and over.
Until my cock, her pubic hair, and our thighs were all wet with her juices, Hannah climaxed again.
I grabbed my cock with one hand, quickly stroking up and down, getting ready to cum, then quickly sat on top of Hannah.
My cock slid into her deep cleavage, and Hannah lifted her heavy breasts, wrapping my cock like a hot dog. Her breasts were so big, they completely engulfed my cock.
My cock was surrounded by a warm, soft sensation, and I thrust in her cleavage for a bit, finally pressing my cock against her skin.
Immediately, I felt a warm rush as my cum shot out.
My cum had quite the range, forming a perfect arc in the air, with the furthest landing point on Hannah's head.
The closest bit of cum landed at the tip of my cock, falling halfway due to lack of force.
A streak of cum traced a white line down her face, perfectly bisecting her delicate features. The sight was incredibly satisfying, and I felt an overwhelming urge to cover her entire face with my cum.
But reason took over. After all, cum didn't smell great, with a strong fishy odor.
She had already given me an amazing experience, so there was no need to make things difficult for her.
"What kind of cock is that?" she teased, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm, "spraying all over my face like that? Is that a watering can?"
Hannah pushed me away, got me off her, then propped herself up and grabbed a couple of tissues from the bedside table to wipe her face clean.
I patted my gradually softening cock and joked, "It's a big cock that can make you feel amazing."
Hannah glanced at my cock, which was still longer, even when soft, than many men when hard.
She glanced at me, a hint of shyness on her face.
She didn't look like a woman who was already married with kids.
"Pervert!" Hannah complained, her face red, then quickly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to wash up.
Luckily, Hannah had arranged for me to stay in a VIP ward. The room had a single hospital bed just for me, and a private bathroom with a washbasin, shower, and even a square bathtub.
I still had to see Ryan and Scarlett later, so I needed to look fresh.
Even though Ryan and Scarlett's sex life was pretty dull, they were still experienced enough to recognize the scent of semen and the taste of juices on my skin.
I couldn't take any unnecessary risks. Sleeping with someone else's wife wasn't exactly something to brag about.
So, while Hannah was cleaning herself, I didn't hesitate to walk into the bathroom.
Her shirt buttons were still undone, the collar open, and her two round breasts gently swayed with her movements.
She opened her left breast, revealing a deep cleavage with some of my cum still inside, mostly at the front.
The cum in the middle and lower end of her cleavage had slid down as she moved.
Hannah picked up a tissue, dampened it, squeezed it dry in her palm, and wiped her cleavage.
She wiped with some force, leaving tissue crumbs stuck on her breast, looking like a painting.
I walked up behind her, arms open, enveloping her from behind, reaching for the tissue crumbs on her breast.
Hannah seemed very sensitive about being intimate with me. Just my slight approach and touch made her tremble slightly.
Even her buttocks tightened, pressing against my abdomen.
My cock hardened again.
Sensing my change, Hannah panicked. Despite being pressed against the washbasin, she tried to take a few steps forward.
I couldn't help but feel amused by her reaction and pat her round buttocks. "Why are you avoiding me like this? I won't eat you alive."
"We can't do this again, or I won't make it to work on time," she begged.
"I'm not going to. It's just a physiological reaction. I can control it. Don't think of me so badly, okay?" I said while gently caressing her buttocks, occasionally pinching or patting them.
Hannah turned to me, pushed me away, and then ordered, "You look bad enough right now. Step back three steps, then go right, and take a shower."
I raised my hands in a surrendering gesture, following her instructions. "As you wish, my doctor."
My voice, rich and magnetic, reached her ears, making her feel as if I were seducing her.
In fact, I was seducing her.
I stared at Hannah directly, while my peripheral vision stayed on her pussy.
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a trickle of juice flowing from her pussy, dripping on the floor.
"You're wet again, dear," I smirked slightly.