I walked in the front door and was greeted with a waiting area thatlooked like something more for a doctor's office."Can I help you, sir?" the recepti...nist asked with a winning smile."Uh, I have an appointment. My buddy Mike arranged it," I told her,handing over the appointment card."Of course, sir. Is there a lady's name I should put down in the systemfor you?" What? No, I'm not a lady. Just leave Mike's name in the system, this isa one-time trip for me." Oh, I must have something, if you. I had always been attracted to both but never imagined cheating on my wife and to be honest afraid how to ask them to have sex with me. I had lots of dream regarding having sex with them and masturbated lots of time with them in mind.But one night I almost had trouble telling the difference between my imagination and reality when Rani came through my door. She was wearing her night gown but she looked like pari in that and my cock just wanted to come out as my night gown couldn’t even hide. And three more times after that. I had a sore throat for the next week, but I had an erection for the next week, too. I love to masturbate, and that was a week in heaven. But that's me as a kid. I'm still a large cummer, 10 years later. But now, I know exactly what I want. And I live the exact way I have wanted to live. Who am I? I am a slave to a master. A boy to his man, a son to his father. And, he is that first guy to put his penis in my mouth. Several years after that first cum, I entered. She was reasonably good looking and reminded me of an aunt with whom I had lost contact many years previously. Boredom soon got the better of me but Heather made it clear that she had no time for idle chat. She told me that she was going off duty at seven and that the night nurse would then look in on me from time to time. At around eight I needed to use a bed bottle and I squeezed the alert switch. Heather’s replacement was a young Irish girl named Roselyn and, unfortunately for me, she was.