Like once a month for example. I don't see what the big deal is, do you? I know my boys have sexual urges, so three times a week, I have them masturba...e into large jars, and we measure the content and texture and thickness of their sperm. My buddies, who have been the saving grace in my life, come over and help me with these masturbation sessions, sometimes even helping out by milking the boys themselves. Mike doesn't shoot a lot of cream yet, but we let him play along, just so he doesn't feel. I had almost forgotten about the specimen cup. At the last second I grabbed it. Just in table. As I looked at Dr. DiNunzio, I shot spurt after spurt in that cup. I put a lot of sperm in that little cup. When I was done, she gave me a tissue. She lowered her tank top, squeezed her breasts inside and lowered her scrubs top. She made some sort of encouraging remark, screwed the lid on the cup. And asked me again if I was going to keep that quiet. I assured her.Dr. DiNunzio told me that they would. He took my nipples between his thumbs and finger and pinched them firmly. I gasped in pleasure."Daddy, is this wrong?" Does it feel wrong to you Stephie?"It actually felt really good. I let him continue and he slid his hand up my skirt and brushed his hand against my pink panties. He rubbed through my panties for a few minutes, then slowly slid his hand in my panties. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. It felt amazing. He took a deep shuddering breath."Daddy? Are you Ok?" Why is your. She moaned and hissed each time he went inside of her. She hugged his head and held his hair tight as she threw his legs around his ass and held him in position.Right now he wanted nothing more than fucking her like a piston, in and out, up and down, back and forth, till she was broken and out. But he knew this wasn’t how she wanted it. She wanted it soft and lovely, and he cared for it. He moved back and forth in a missionary position.He was somewhat fast, but not too hard on her. She threw.