I heard it spattering on the floor as it rained around us and then I felt her hair on my legs and realized that she was positioning her face over my s...uirting member.That's right," I heard her whisper as she continued to stroke, "do it with me, ahhh, yes do it on me. Suddenly I felt a warm mouth encompass my still squirting cock and she slid her lips up and down, greedily swallowing my seed as it continued to spurt in an apparently endless series of jets issuing from my aching, throbbing cock.I. Then he announced his assessment."Based on what I can see here - your shrunken cock size, poorly developed muscles, small testes, absence of body hair, and homosexual tendencies - you appear to be suffering from a lack of testosterone. Sadly, we can't do much to stimulate your natural testosterone. However, in his report, the officer who brought you in described a daily masturbation habit." The doctor tutted disapprovingly while subconsciously rubbing his boner through his trouser pocket.. Then she dressed with new matching lace bra and thong panties. And now Brenda waited. Brenda squirmed around on the car seat again. She felt the front of her panties slip under one of her cunt lips. It was still hard for her to believe she used words like that to describe her body. He had been pretty clear about her vocabulary. Slaves didn't have a vagina or breasts or rear. She had a cunt, tits and ass. Of course she had resisted, she never used that kind of language. After experiencing his. Claire liked the attention of men and the rougher the better. Being educated at a posh school she’d developed a kink for chavs and the chavier the better. She’d never dare be in a relationship with one but being used by them for dirty unprotected sex was always on the cards. She loved the risks fucking them brought. She’d bring them into her marital bed and let them cum deep inside her then push it deeper into herself with a large black dildo. She’d ask them how many sluts they’d had bareback.