Desi Aunty’s POV: Ass First, No Warning, Hospital Bed Slut

Tan line creases where stockings used to ride up. She’s been doing this since before you were born—knows exactly how far to take it. Kneeling over that hospital bed like a woman who owns the room, ass spread just enough for him to see what years of practice look like. First finger slides in easy, then two, then three while she laughs at his hesitation. No lube needed here—just gravity and experience. Cockhead nudges against slick heat, slow at first because she decides when he gets all of it. Then she drops down with a groan, taking every inch until her tits bounce with each deep thrust. Bedframe rattles but neither of them cares—they’ve got better things to do than be quiet.