“Uh, yeah. Porn sex Once we get some idea of the issue, I can decide if you need to be sent for some tests or whatever. The Doctor looked at me as I turned the brightest shade of puce ever. “I’m not sure,” I said truthfully, “Definitely a lot more than I was a couple of weeks ago when the ache in my, uh, things began. T. Mom is the Doris Day type. This is um not what I was expecting. No way was the amount of spunk I was shooting normal even though it made my orgasms last so much longer. I can’t talk to him with you sitting there next to me. You KNOW what she’s like. ***
End of part 1. They were always aching he said.”
There you go. That seemed to satisfy her. I”d have to tell Mom. This was going to be a big one. This may be one small insignificant step for banging pussy but it was a huge fucking leap for yours truly, Henry Peterson aged 18 and a bit. I dropped my head and stared at my thumbs twiddling nervously away in my lap.
