Hensley is quite right sir if he hadlost some of his memories or even regressed then it would have caused nolittle amount of "harm" if he had a memory...of a family member andcouldn't be assured that they were indeed real and in some cases likehis where the patient wasn't and couldn't be assured that they didn'tjust make up the person they were asking for they actually regressedfurther and lost even more memory" the doctor was getting more vehementby the second because Robert was standing there. We took off our underwear. I looked at John’s eight and a half or nine inch cock and wondered if I was going to be able to handle this after all. I laid down on the bed on my side, and began to stroke my cock as though I were jacking off, starting slow, and squeezing a little as I got toward the head. John seemed a little nervous, I guess he wasn’t as relaxed about it as I was.Denise gave him a little encouragement by extracting her finger from her slit and letting him lick it. Then she got. "Phew, I didn't leave you, Candy, I left here. I had to get away from here.”Candy had always blamed herself for how things turned out with her family. “You didn't say goodbye.”“I couldn't,” Sally said. “I wanted to take you with me, but you would have tried to stop me. I'm sorry.”Candy felt her cheeks burning. “You never asked me to go. Why didn't you ask.”“You wouldn't have. You know how it was," Sally said. “You never would have left those kids. You loved them too much, especially Evan. You. You kiss me hard as you dive in again with your fingers and stroke my clit. I'm powerless as I feel the first waves of orgasm approaching. My thighs tighten as I climax, gasping with surprise at how you still trigger such a response in me. "Oh....oh...yes.....!" I'm shaking as you lead me over to the steps and sit me down. You kneel on a lower step and raise my skirt. Slowly, you ease your hands under my ass and remove my underwear. Then you spread my knees and kiss your way up to my inner.