I sat down with him and discussed the whole situation. “Shannon was completely healed up, and was ready, and able to continue normal sexual relatio...ship.” He assured me. “Maybe I should go see a psychologist. He had a doctor friend who was real good at this type of problem, and could set up an appointment, if I want to go see her.” He suggested to me.I said, “go ahead see what you can do.”He left to go to his office, and told me to wait out in the waiting room. A few minutes later the. “Do...”She hesitated, and I leaned forward in anticipation.“Do you want me to have a look?”I don’t think Lucy was even aware of the fact that she’d licked her lips slightly as she spoke—by this point, my cock must have practically been an obsession for her. She was cumming three or four times a day (minimum) thinking about it, and it was the indirect cause of her walking around horny all day.Every day.“I look horrified,” I said, fighting the urge to scream ‘yes’ and whip it out. “I tell you. I snaked the tip of my tongue out and gently licked her exposed outer lip. Then was no response from Cheyanne.Then I gently hooked one of my fingers inside her panties and completely exposed her naked vagina. Slowly I began to lick and suckle at her sweet tasting vagina. Cheyanne moaned softly in her sleep and started to rise and lower her hips in time with my tongue working on her moist vagina. I shoved my tongue as deep inside her as it'd go, making Cheyanne groan loudly with pleasure. I knew. She sits up straight and hides her pussy from me while coming down off her high. I move closer to her and put my arms around to comfort her. With her in my arms and my tongue having tasted her pussy, my hands slide up the back of her shirt. “That was much sexier than I thought it would be,” I say. She looks at me and smiles while turning her body back toward me. “I knew you could eat a bitch out, but god damn.” She grabs my face again and lays her forehead against mine. “Holy fucking shit I.