Boy, is that changed now.My job is like this. I get sent to a person who is in trouble. I can see,hear, and feel what they do, and I can access their ...emories so I figureout what's going on.But I don't control them. All I can do is offer ideas, like the littleangel on your shoulder.My first case was a nineteen year old latino kid who about to do a dragshow.My next case was forty year old housewife who couldn't figure out how totell her husband she was actually a lesbian.A lot of my cases end up. For a good few minutes i fucked Poppy, giving her what she had come for, before i finally pulled out, moved between Maisey's legs, placed my hard rubber covered cock up against her wet and willing pussy, and then slipped into her.Then just like i had done with Poppy, i began thrusting firmly and fast, giving her just what Poppy had had, and she too moaned loudly and urged me for more.For the next few minutes i happily fucked Maisey, giving that hot blonde a good hard fucking, before i finally. I knew she did it on purpose. My cock, never once settled down. We watched the movie on my fifty-six inch LCD and tore through the popcorn like we were starving banshees. To her credit nothing happened during those intense sex scenes. No touching, brushing, nothing. And I was ready, believe me. About three quarters into the movie Amber fell asleep. I had no interest in finishing the movie, especially since my hard on was still there and I was only hornier than before. So I flipped off the movie. If it looked like the patient might get hard or partially hard, I would keep milking his cock. As I milked and stroked the patient’s penis I would maintain a running commentary. I would ask them how it felt, did it feel really good, did they think they might cum, what a nice penis they had, and so forth. Sometimes even when the patient’s cock did not get fully hard, they would beg me not to stop and of course I always heeded the patient’s request. I would continue to stroke the half hard penis.