I was a very sensitive boy andwould cry whenever anyone scolded me. After this went on for nearly twoweeks my mother took me to the doctor in town to ...ind out what was wrongwith me. The doctor examined me and had me take some tests. She phoned mymother with the results and said that the dizziness should diminish overtime by itself but that in her opinion the wetting problem should beaddressed because I had apparently lost my ability to control myself,whether it was psychological or not.. He was enjoying the sensation of my hard cock in his ass as much as I was. Then Patrice slowly started to raise himself up and my cock started to leave his hot hole. And then down he came again. Once more I felt my cock enveloped by him. He repeated his motions, up and down, off my cock and then back on. Over and over. As I sat there I reached in front of me and took Patrice's cock in my hand. It was like iron. Pre-cum had been steadily leaking out and, as I slipped the foreskin back, it coated. I need you to pleasure me now.” Will obliged, cuddling up against me and rubbing my cock through the sexy satin material. I relaxed and enjoyed the sensation as my knob filled with blood and started to leak some pre-cum.“Mmm, you are in need of some relief,” said Will “I don’t think it will take me long to have you exploding”. And it didn’t, after just a few more strokes I shot a load way up into the air, some of it splashing me on the face.“Fuck. I needed that.”Will was really hard so I took. "There's so much more that I want to do with her" my wife said. "And more that she want's to do with us. Are you okay if I see her without you, once in a while?" Well, again" I replied in a sarcastic tone, "I've still never seen her, so no, I don't mind. I would just love to feel her tight pussy again.... speaking of which, I do have a question for you." Yes?" my wife replied, "What is it?" Well" I tried to continue, "You referred to her 'tight twat' and then said that she had to leave because.