” She told me, “I’m sorry, I’ve been very rude and selfish.” As she shoved her tongue down my throat again, she opened the zipper on my jean... and I opened the belt and button. Her hand cupped my balls gently. “Is this where it hurts?”, she said being a wise ass. I had kind of expected a blow job but realized it wasn’t going to happen. Kerri expertly played with my balls and stroked my shaft until I shot a load into her hand. As she wiped her hand off in the grass she said, “Feel better?” I felt. Fortunately for me, she must have been thinking about it clinically, because she agreed almost immediately.“Yes.”I took a deep breath, and decided to have a break. We could work this out next time.Session B29:“Hypothetical—you’re eighteen.”Nod.I’d spent the last few sessions doing sixteen and seventeen. It was more of the same, really—increase her attraction to me, decrease her attraction to all other males. I hoped that hitting each year would be enough—if it didn’t work, I was happy to go. ..... Then the clit clamp is taken off !!!!! FUCK ME !!!!!! The orgasm hits me instantly --- just the circulation rushing back to my huge oversized clit ----- Mick runs his tongue over the bud ----- my orgasm doubles in strength !!! My cunt is squirting my thick cream is flowing I feel as though I am floating off the bed --- All he is doing is licking my clit -- no more !!! The orgasms just roll into one --- riding each pulse takes minutes and another starts ( is this really heaven ---- for me. Good thing the parachute covering the couch would not stain. I did not sleep on the couch that night. We did not sleep much at all. We blearily pedaled to work the next morning. After work, I biked out to my apartment and grabbed a minimal move-in kit: toothbrush, razor, a couple briefs and tees and socks, cutoffs, sweater, harmonicas, notepad, hash pipe, Tarot deck — just the bare essentials. I stayed with Suzy-Q until Dave returned. He was not into sharing. Some other cartoonists, also not.