" How often?" Two, three times a day."She wrote more notes down."Are you wiling to submit to procedures that are painful?" I am." How do you feel abou... having your genitals shaved?" I have no pubic hair." I told her, "Electrolysis three years ago."She nodded again and made more notes."Are you willing to accept that you have entered her of your own free will and accept the terms of the agreement - terms areas follows - patient will sign a consent form to commit to a fortnight of hospitalisation,. .ouhhhhh….offfff…..ouiiii….maaaaaa…..naaaaa……aaaaahhhh kar rahi thi chacha ne bich bich me meri mummy ki gand pe do teen thapad mare.Aur dhire dhire apna lund gand ke aander bahar karne lage chacha kuch der bad thande pad gaye aur apna virya mummy ke gand ke aander gira ke lund bahar nikal liya aur jake apne kapde pahen liye aslam chacha ne meri mummy ko khada kar diya aur mummy ke piche aake khade ho gaye aur mummy ko thoda jhuka diya mummy ki gand ka ched unke samne aa gaya aslam chacha ne. And since getting married she hadn’t fingered herself more than a couple of times; usually when her husband had been away on business. While she tended to feel guilty about giving into those urges she wouldn’t deny that she felt better afterwards. The room was silent except for their heavy breathing. Despite her revulsion at being forced to do such a lewd act in front of these strange men Christy was soon rolling her hips as she fingered her wet pussy. She wasn’t able to stop the low, throaty. He said that he’d do his best but that he wasn’t looking or even ready yet. I told him I knew that, but while we were having the talk I figured I should let him know upfront. We both agreed to be brutally honest with each other, no lies, no protecting each other with white lies and no leaving any details out or not saying something to keep from telling the truth. We hugged as we had done many times since my mother died; it felt like we were closer than we’d ever been before. Once my father went.