A door bell chimed as I entered, and a heavyset man at the counter turned his head to meet me.“Good evening”“Good evening” I replied.Instantly...I was in heaven! (or hell depending on who you’re talking to). The store was packed with magazines, videos, toys, lube, and anything else one would need to satisfy their sexual desires. I was in awe as I traveled down the isles trying to take in everything. I felt my cock hardening in my pants to the point where it looked terribly lude in my sweatpants.. ” She continued, “You may masturbate now, today, Check in with me again in two days to report about your gag reflex experience.”I did do some of the gag reflex training, though admittedly not as much as I should have. On the day in question, I got up early and drove the hour to her area. I parked and texted her, and waited. Eventually she replied and told me to wait for 20 minutes, and that she enjoyed the idea that her toilet was waiting for her nearby. While waiting I worried about the gag. He had nothing left to live for and nothing to lose, so peeing on himself was the least of his problems. It was much harder for me. Here’s this man, my father, in many ways my hero, just giving up, not even fighting for his dignity anymore.There was a point during that trip, while sitting in his hospital room, we just stared and breathed at each other. I had a protective annoyance strapped around my head to protect one or both of us from something fatal and unseen, when he asked me, very. But he didn’t. Mumtaz turned around to see his face. But he cupped her eyes with his hands and untied the knot of her bikini bra. It fell on the sand immediately.Slowly removing his hand, he kissed her. Mumtaz stared into his eyes for the first time. She felt him undoing her panty too. Within no time, Mumtaz was completely naked. She stared into his face. He was a handsome young man. She wanted to ask who he was. But she had to try what she learned from Lissy.Mumtaz kneeled in front of him and.