"UMmmmmmmm I thought we...." She has now reached beyond my cock and was working her way up my chest. I can't seem to finish a thought... "AWWWWW fuck"...was all I could think and I said it outloud. She leaned over and whispered into my ear... "We can do that later." She then reached down and firmly grabbed hold of my cock. "Think you can make it 'til "LATER"?" What if I say "no?" "Are you telling me you can't wait until later?" She still hasn't let go of my cock and in fact makes her grip tighter. I laugh with her but try to explain the extent of Jeremy's problem."There's an approach that utilizes total immersion to overcome these kinds of disorders," I tell her, trying to sound as clinical as possible. "Total immersion?" she asks. "Yes," I take a breath and give her the one-two punch. "If we can help desensitize him to the stimulus that causes the erection, then the stuttering should stop," I explain."Desensitize him to girls?" she laughs. "Is that possible or even desirable?" she asks.. Week's eyes had never left Ms. Lane's drastically concealed body. No matter what she did, she could not obscure the swell of her gigantic breasts. She tried to ignore his rude gawking at her substantial mounds.The first building Mr. Weeks did not even enter. It had the look and smell of a place used for shearing sheep. The second building was too small, the third too large. Penelope finally stopped at a building that used to be a medical clinic. Unfortunately the general populace was not ready. Ryan had ejaculated during his first beating and he found the prospect of bending over to have his mother cane him to be hugely exciting, and he was looking forward to the thrill of having it happen.Gina had told Ryan that she would cane him for splattering his cum all over her face at the end of the fuck that they had had immediately after Ryan had spanked her, but she was still hopeful of having a reason stronger than that. It was Friday morning and with Ryan not having school the next day.