2Never in my wildest-fantasies, did I imagine that my obsession with used-condoms and humiliation would see me sink to the depths of cowering in an es...ort's bathroom, secretly devouring the sperm from ten of her client's used-condoms. In my defence, just prior to this sordid little episode, I had been diagnosed with sperm-addiction (a self-diagnosis, admittedly). Ironically, what made this experience even more deliciously-depraved for me, was the fact that I was seeing a counsellor for. If it's possible, I would like to keep the twoof you in the same location." She waved at the medical assistant andthey moved away across the room.Pat looked down at Mary Sue and twirled a non-existent handlebarmoustache."Well now. It seems like just a little while ago that I was in bed andyou were visiting me. I'll take you home with me."He smiled when he saw Mary Sue's narrowed eyes. "Don't give me thatlook. I have a guest bedroom."Pat went on, "I asked Liz to go by the motel and get your. Then I got down between your legs, and looking Chris in the eye, I slowly entered you. At first, you were a little sensitive from your orgasm, so I took it slow, hardly moving inside you at all at first.Then the pleasure began to exceed the sensitivity and you began to move your hips. I increased the depth of my strokes, but not the speed. I kept the speed absolutely constant. I knew that if I did that, I would drive you absolutely wild, and judging by the sounds escaping your lips and the. Not thick manly legs, but shapely womanly ones. My hipswere expanding as well. I could see that I was definitely getting a nicehourglass shape just like my girlfriend. My poor, white underwear wasbeing stretched to its limit by my expanding thighs. I caressed mygrowing legs with my smooth dainty hands and it sent shivers up and downmy body.As I looked down on my legs, and its new feminine proportions. It nolonger had any trace of my work scars. My beautiful girly knees lookedlike a.