I must have looked awkward because she guided me in with her hand and we pushed against each other. I immediately felt huge shots of sperm squirting t...rough my dick into Linda's pussy. Not an orgasmic ejaculation, just an ejaculation. As if my balls could no longer stand the pressure and something had to give. I instinctively knew from constant masturbation that I would not completely loose my erection and would be good to go again. And the second time around would require some major. It just was what it was, with no going back.Doing all that just added to the amount of scar tissue. Which was what made the mobility of the fake joint questionable. The answer seemed to be wait for the new wound to heal, then go back in and clean up the first surgery. Not the best of all outcomes, but remaining the same was not an option either. The only people I interacted with during that two months were health care professionals, and people who were happy to see me down. In other words all. "She paused again, but neither Barbara nor I responded. Perhaps I relaxed a bit since what Denise said made perfect sense so far. "The question," continued Denise, "is what to do about it." Another pause, though her face told us she was about to provide us with an answer. "It happens I utilize what must certainly be called an unconventional procedure, but I've found it extremely effective. Now I want you to trust me and hear this out."I glanced at Barbara, seeing immediately that Denise had. "She took it with a nod and went back to the same corner I had just come from.Once everyone was ready, she was standing by me again. The look on her face was grim determination but I thought I saw a flush across her face. I leaned over and whispered. "Michael suggested that I share this with you..." I grazed her hand and just as quick as before, I shared the combined training with her. She would feel like she had had years of training in all the fields that I had collected. After blinking a few.