By the time it got towards midnight, it was just myself and an older stocky guy with a moustache and slightly posh accent. His name was Derek. We chat...ed away a bit more and he was asking if I was married and this and that, and he got round to talking about the time spent away by guys in hotels. He started talking about dirty magazines he found under beds in hotels rooms ( the internet was in its infancy at this point), and jokingly asked me if I wanted to borrow some. I had had a good few. I leaned back against his chest and he gently bit on my neck. Both of them knew how to get me nicely aroused and I was already there. Saturday mornings mean I get really well shagged.“I feel you’re ready for it then,” I said.“I’m always ready for it,” he said and I felt is cock between my legs from the back. Then John was next to me and guided my hand to his massive erection too.“Don’t forget your other son,” he said. “Doesn’t my prick turn you on?”“You know it does you dirty little. "It's all begun to make sense to me. You are fectophopic. You love men! And kinks, but hate, fear, sperm and cum. You toy with it; I see your creation here, and your sissies. But having cum on you, or in you would make you claw your eyes out. Let's see." And Desiree broke into a crazed cackle of laughter. ...Slut saw the mob throw his Mistress Chantal high over the rails of the cumpit. Down she fell and landed with a smack in the muck of cum.Mistress Chantal's paralysis was instantly broken and. Next day me and my mum went to the doctor. Our appointment was the last one at 8pm, as we booked in too late. When our turn came I asked my mum if I could come in, as I would get bored sitting outside. After taking all the details, the doctor started asking normal questions like where is the pain? Since how many days the pain has been there. After a series of these normal questions he started asking embarrassing questions to mum like have you reached menopause? How often do you have sex? Have.