“Have you had only theoretical idea or any practical knowledge too”.I understood the intent and acted by saying ” I didn’t get you” then she...told not act smart, I have seen you while masturbating when came to your room that day to keep biryani. It’s ok to masturbate but I am surprised that don’t you have a girlfriend to find some time in satisfying yourself to which I replied “All are busy and few got married like you whom I fantasize what to do and whom to approach for satisfying myself” then. "Mandy wore a puzzled expression--she had expected the analyst to question her about her early childhood or something like that. Her curiosity was excited as he offered to tell her what was on her mother's mind. "Yeah," she told him, "That'd be neat."Prinz looked directly into the girl's eyes and told her, "Your mother brought you here on the pretense that she was disturbed over your... ah, sexual activities."The girl's face colored brightly, but she did not hesitate to ask, "Pretense--pretense. “Oops, is it too much for you baby?” She stood up and turned around. “Help me with this zipper”. I jumped up and slid it down, and her dress fell to the floor. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and she returned by grinding herself into me. I released the clasp of her bra and her breasts sprung free. I took them in my hands, and she gasped. She turned around again, so that she was facing me now, and I could see how perky her breasts were. Again she put me down on the bed, more f***efully. So it became a fetish. I loved the taste of semen out of a freshly used pussy. We could not conceive, so we ended up divorcing. Now I wanted a woman or a group of women that would fulfill my hunger for semen from their pussies. So back to the ad. I was contacted by a bunch of prostitutes, wanting to charge money for fulfilling my fetish. I thanked them, but brushed them off.About two years ago I was contacted by a woman we shall name Letty. She was a 45 year old divorced woman from my local.