How did I not run the health check on myself? I gave myself a bigger dick but didn’t cure my own cancer. I was relieved, frustrated, angry and confu...ed all at once.“I could have sworn I cured myself when we first started this party,” I told Doc as I rested comfortably in a Bakersfield Memorial Hospital private room. I was there for insurance reasons, not because I needed a reason to stay.“Nah. You gave yourself a bigger dick, a tan and lost 20 pounds,” Doc said, checking a printout of Master PC. He lowered me down, sitting me at the very edge, as he knelt on the floor between my legs and started sliding his still erect pole in and out. In this position I was able to respond by thrusting my hips and pussy towards him and the visual for both myself and Henry couldn't get any better than this. We both looked down and watched as his dick slid in and out of my love hole and observed my juice being creamed on his shaft. We then just looked at the pleasure on each others faces and the lust in. Even if they could catch you they wouldn't know what to do with you." Oh I don't mind, Mrs. Finneran. I know why they carry those binoculars. I'll be posing for them in a few minutes." I waved at the second-floor studio's big picture window.She cackled merrily, resuming her power-walk, arms pumping vigorously. I couldn't help giggling as she gave the geezers the finger as she passed them, rolling her hips teasingly, receiving hoots and wisecracks in return. After locking Old Bessie to the rack. I let the girls get what they wanted from what he had served me. I ate what was left. Even with them only taking a few pieces each, I was eating it faster than he could make it. Finally, around eleven he threw in the towel. I had eaten up all the fresh fish he had in until his delivery tomorrow. I was still hungry though, so I chowed down on a family sized bowl of hibachi chicken, shrimp, steak, scallops and salmon that the owner had prepared to go with the equally larger bowl of hibachi fried.