Sex Therapy

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Many don’t know this about me, but I am also a sex therapist.

Every once  in a while, I am called on to give a lecture at a women’s conference.  Invariably, the subject of sex is somewhere in the list of classes.  At one event, as I was teaching on the subject of masturbation, I saw a previous client of mine.  She had always struggled with this specific topic, due to a strict religious upbringing.  I was pleased to see her face was beaming and she looked happy.

She approached me after the lecture and said that I had changed her life immensely and she was now in a very satisfying relationship with a woman.  She hugged me warmly and then kissed me on the mouth, saying, “I do wish you would come home with me and meet her.”  I told her that I would love to and I followed her home.

They were both so warm, welcoming and fucking hot. It didn’t take long for my panties to become drenches with the anticipation for what the night had in store for me.

I was pleasantly surprised to see how much she had evolved sexually. It’s as if eating pussy was her first language. As a gesture of gratitude, they both made me cum multiple times. It was a delicious evening to say the least.

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