He was a typical teenager, 150 cm, skinny and short wavy hair. A cute little nerd she thought to herself.“It is probably something that will go away...by itself, but we should have a look in case I need to send you to the regular hospital. We don’t want to damage the family jewels, right Joe?”Incidents related to the students genitals were always intricate for her patients, not due to pain, but to their sensitive souls. She had seen countless pricks, wieners, Johnsons and fannies.When Joe let his. I then slammed her harder and harder grabbing her upper thighs. I pumped my cock in and out like a piston; my balls slapped her ass cheeks hard as though I was spanking her round butt.The girl cried out again as another orgasm ran through her body.I pulled out, telling Tammy to get on her hands and knees. I then I slipped back in and grabbed her tits as I banged her pussy hard from behind, spanking her butt like the naughty girl she was.The little slut screamed for more and more. So I pulled my. On the far corner I find Miss Cia, now clad in only her robe, feet propped upon the arm of a plush couch. Her pipe is in her hands, and she takes a long drag from it as she looks upon me with heavy-lidded eyes. ‘Sean, finally. Come here, now. Start with my feet. Tell me a story, as well.’ she says, ashing the pipe into a tray. I approach, and place the oils down on the floor. I fall to my knees, which pop yet again, the sound echoing against the walls. I roll up my shirt sleeves, and oil my. Nobody will cry over my corpse, if that's the eventual outcome."I don't mean anything romantic." She switched to an exaggerated valley-girl speech. "I'm like, soooo young and you're, like, really old, you know? What, maybe 30 or 32? That's like, totally ancient. And like, a whole seven years older than me. Like, Eeeeeww." She dropped it and went back to a soft and serious voice. "So I'm not thinking about anything sexual. You could still tom cat around if that's what you do, or sleep with.