I had tried to get Brenda to come in and talk with Dr. Fleming, but she had steadfastly refused to do so. It was a long round trip for me to be making... not to mention the expense of the sessions themselves, just so she could repeatedly tell me what I didn't want to hear, and to recommend what I wasn't going to do."I think today is our final session Dr. Fleming. I'm not prepared to travel the path that you've recommended. I came here seeking help and advice for Brenda. I am primarily interested. The blanket around her made her feel safe and warm and secure. She named it 'Jimmy'. These encounters with Jimmy became a regular thing. Every night, she would leave the cares and worries of the day for the security of her room. Every night she would lock the door, put on her favorite Jimmy Reed album and lie naked on the bed allowing the primal rhythms and sexual lyrics to put her in a near frenzy. Every night she would wrap the blanket around her and let it lightly brush over her young firm. A girl loves her tits, her pussy too, but tits can take a lot more punishment than a pussy can, plus it scares the hell out of 'em." Oh..." I smiled weakly, thinking about how scared I'd been and I didn't even like my tits that much."Get her used to safety words, talk about limits and how and when and why to stop, and how stopping is just as important as starting. Let her know you're gonna take care of her, be confident all the time, every minute you're with her, not just when you two are. In a smooth seamless motion we laid down on the bed and Beth crawled on top of me again. Her pussy was hot against my pelvis as she began to slide around on me. She pushed hard against me but with my legs tight between hers there was no contact with my tiny little cock that was still un-aroused.I felt her bend forward and with a knee she opened my legs placing her leg between mine. I could feel her hot dampness against my cock and balls and she began sliding across them in a slow evenly.