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"Uh, I guess when you've got to go you've just got to go," I replied lamely as she looked at me a little bemused. Mom sat forward and got straight to the point as she always did. One thing about my Mom was that there was no screwing around. "Did the blood and urine tests find anything wrong with him, Doctor?" she homemade asked with a frown on her face. Doctor Meadows removed her spectacles and looked between us. "Actually, Mrs. Peterson, they have. The good news is it's nothing serious so you don't have to worry yourself about it but it is a condition I've only come across very rarely in all my years as a practitioner. Henry has something that requires a very specific and unusual kind of treatment." Mom looked blankly at Doctor Meadows. "What sort of treatment?" "Sex," replied the Doctor matter of factly, "And lot's of it." Uh oh. Once again, Mom was sat gripping the steering wheel as the lights changed to red and we slowed to a stop as the late afternoon sunshine flared through the windscreen. Like last time, the journey back home from the Surgery had been mostly in silence as I sat there in the passenger seat wondering if life was screwing me around deliberately. "That's the most RIDICULOUS thing I've ever heard," she exclaimed suddenly making me jump, "This has to be some sort of joke!" Yeah. As far as possible things wrong with me this one was a complete doozy. Not so much the problem but what I had to do to fix it. Fix as in manage as there was no real cure for what I had according to the Doctor. Honest to God, I thought Mom was going to blow a gasket when the Doc explained the reasons for her diagnosis based on the results of my tests, Even my ball sack was surprised. The lights changed and we headed for home as I sat there wondering what the heck was going to happen next. Now that those two weeks were over, being masturbated by Mom was, I presumed, a thing of the past which was a Natural tits major bummer. And now I had this to deal with. It never rains but it pours and, boy, it sure as fuck was pissing down on my parade right now. Brady ran his hands over the length of his wife's body, loving the soft feel of her skin as he worked his way from her knee to her shoulder and back handjob down again. She shed her pants, and climbed on to the bed, laying down and closing her eyes, hoping she could fall asleep quickly. They had fun talking about teasing Mr. Wilson. Julie looked at the teens hoping this was all she had to remove, but homemade one look and she unfastened her bra and put it on the desk with her other clothes. His sixth spank. We fuck better than normal girls don't we? This forced her to scream, “YaaaakkkkaaaaaaaEeeeeeeee” and squirt cum to the foot of the bed. What was wrong with me? Finally I lifted her up by the shoulders and tossed her on the bed three feet away, she looked at me with this adorable sexy pouty look. Can you make a call for pizza delivery?” To her pussy. “S-since we were old enough to walk. When cum finally burst from his loins to coat the back of her pussy she spasmed with him in renewed vigor of exhausted bliss. Pushing her to the edge. “I like the way your ass glows when it’s covered with my cum.” He said. This was such an incredible treat to enjoy. Lisa’s most compelling features were her wavy brown hair and mouth. All dressed up, of course. Tim had been there, and then he was gone, and the forest, filled with screams and gunfire, was once more silent. Nidhi came back to the hand job present and smiled. I hear the best sound of the night as I hear the squishing sound of lube coming out of an almost empty tube. I got up and said I had to use the restroom, but instead got me a drink and slammed the first glass of champagne and immediately poured another. Avan assured his brother that there was nothing to fear although he wished he believed that himself. He sent her home and called me into his office like half an hour later, begging me not to tell anyone.” And how glad they were there was still more ahead! Gravity amateur should be pulling her tresses down and momentum should keep them whipping to the side. I woke abruptly at 6:30 AM with the images of a dream about the previous night still stuck in my head and the most serious Natural tits case of morning wood I'd had in years stuck firmly between my wife's thighs from behind as I spooned her. I bet my juices gleamed on my vulva. Can I inhabit the feyhound with you at the same time.”