“I have a friend who has a brother,” Joe shrugged. “His stuff was shit, like all the stuff in my little town. Made you high, somewhat, then left...you with a headache. Recently, maybe six months ago, this shit appeared.”“Where’s it from?” she asked after releasing her smoke with only a small cough.“Hawaii supposedly.”“Maui Wowie,” she giggled.“Something like that, but I think its seeds. Hydroponic or something.”“Makes sense,” she agreed, writing in her book. She waved off the joint. “I’m a. After waiting for 5-10 minutes, a young boy maybe in his early 20s who seemed to be the doctor’s assistant called us in.We went inside and sat in front of the doctor’s table. The doctor’s name was Dr. Sharma. Dr. Sharma was in his mid-40s, well-built with a mustache.When my mom explained the problem to the doctor, he asked a few basic questions about her health, and next, he asked her to sit on the examination table so that he can run some tests.My mom was looking very sexy. She was wearing. “No Master, please stop! I will never disobey you and Mistress Julia again as long as I live!” That apparently wasn't the answer he was looking for. Finding the bamboo cane he rubbed it all over my throbbing ass and cunt. What a glorious feeling of pain and pleasure for me, although it was hard to tell where one began and the other ended. Pushing my sore aching ass down to the bed he replaced the cane to its previous spot the nightstand, leaving the room. Still crying, I tried to calm down so. "You shave...Mmmm, that's nice."She smiled, still a little nervous. "Thanks. Are you just going to stare at me?" "What do you do when you think about me?" I asked instead, "Do you play with that sweet little pussy?" Yeah," she gasped, sliding her fingers down her inner thighs subconsciously. I noticed she bit her lip and her eyes fluttered half-closed as she stroked that tender area. Oh fuck, she was teasing herself. Oh, she was one naughty little virgin. Gently pumping my shaft, I moved to the.