. you heard men’s voices. Was it her brother? Was it someone breaking in? As the footsteps got closer to the basement door, you closed your eyes and...prayed to whoever would listen that they would pass by it. Then you heard “hey guys, wanna shoot some pool?”, and your world became a blur, you were starting to faint, collapsing down to your knees, while still handcuffed to the pole.In a half-daze, you came to, with them all looking at you, half of them laughing, half of them in shock, and one. Lemount staredincredulously."Ok, totally prepubescent hair pattern," Dr. Bloomsaid as she typed away. "Will that do it?" I guess so," I admitted. It wasn't exactly what hadbeen in all my fantasies, but it was at least anapproximation of it. As the three of us got up to walkout of the building, my head hung and my face burned.I couldn't believe that I'd admitted so much of my desires to Dr. Lemount and Dr. Bloom. But as I thoughtof it, I rationalized that it was probably better thisway. As it. I looked at him, extremely nervous, but he reassured me we wouldn't do anything I wasn't comfortable with.He wasn't anything special to look at and had a bit of a beer belly. Once in his car he said he was going to take me to his shop as it was closed and no one would disturb us. I meekly agreed, we made idle chat on the way, and it took us about five minutes to get to his shop.The shutters were down, so he had to open them. I looked around thinking people might see me going into his shop, but. For Mitch, the counselling succeeded. I’ve never fucked another guy.”Jude giggles, “You’re even more licentious than me. So need you in our fuck-buddy coven.”Worshipfully dipping her head, her nose scraps across my clit as her tongue wiggles into my crusty folds which instantly liquify.She swings her body over mine, her sex hovering above my face as her fingers trace my slit, scooping honey from my wet folds and lubricating my sensitive clit. Entranced by her pretty folds, all sticky and.