Mom was sat bolt upright with her handbag in her lap. "Everything went smoothly, Doctor," she nodded in agreement as she put on her best poker face, "I made quite sure Henry did what he had to do." Doctor Meadows looked at the results again. "So over the two week period, his minimum daily output was three times and his maximum was," She traced a finger across the dates, "Six times?" Oh, that day. Now that had been a day to remember. Mom shuffled in her chair as I sat there blushing like an idiot. Yeah, six times. Six hand jobs in one day. For whatever reason, I had been supercharged that day and would have fucked a rubber duck just to get off. Besides an early morning quickie and a pre-dinner splash and dash, four more times Mom had to sort me out from early evening to nearly midnight. "AGAIN?" she had spluttered in amazement as I wandered downstairs to find her sat in her favorite armchair reading a book under the circular light from a table lamp. Don't blame me. What's a horny son of porn a bitch supposed to do when nature comes calling? Brunette So, yeah, I was a regular stud muffin that day. "Uh, I guess when you've got to go you've just fetish 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 oral him, Doctor?" she 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 blowjob 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. You watch, fascinated by the clip-clopping of her two-inch heels, and the way that they accentuate the supple sexiness of her legs. "Why don't you sit down Emma, and let me see if I can find some paper." “You don’t look like a ghost to me,” he answered. I gagged on the massive tool but didn't put up any other fight. Next I try on a bra. She rested on her elbows above Angela, her bronze back curving behind her, her supple cheeks divided by my hand. I stopped and my grandpa looked at me Brunette but didn't say anything, he just kept oral stroking porn his cock fetish like there was no tomorrow. I inserted two fingers into my daughter’s wet pussy while I kissed her passionately. It's always been a fantasy of mine to be seduced by a predatory older woman. The 3 o'clock bell rang as Joey waited anxiously in the shop classroom for Mr. Brennan to appear for Joey's fist detention. Kyleigh sucked harder on my dick. Maria had blowjob some calls to make and excused herself from joining the rest of us down by the pool.