I didn't regard them as in any way disqualified from polite society.No. My "problem" with Shirley's being in porno films was a lot more personal than ...hat. I didn't want to compete with the guys who starred in those movies. I'd seen them in action, and I -- quite literally -- didn't "measure up."And even if size doesn't matter (and, like most guys, I secretly figured that it probably really does matter -- and maybe quite a lot) -- even if size didn't matter, there was the whole other problem of. .. or maybe even a psychiatrist for me? I'm having trouble with anger and frustration, and I'm sure I'm hurting those around me at home." Mr. Rideout, I suggest you contact your insurance carrier. They will have a list of possible choices. Make sure you let them know this is a continuing consequence of your injuries. I'm sure you will be covered." Thank you, Doctor. I'll do that. I also wanted you to know that I can see the improvement that Dr. Sylvan is making, so I'm more confident that I'll. Sex is very personal. Not something most people talk about. Well, me for instance."But I don't mind sharing personal stuff with you. It's just a little new to me, sharing things like that," I told her."Thanks dad," she replied. Then after pausing, waiting while I figured out what to say, she added, "Well, did you?"I wanted to laugh at her eleven year-old persistence but knew that was the wrong direction to go. "Well, after mom left just a few days after our first time when we were 14, I didn't. I watched him take his time disrobing. It was driving me crazy. I wanted to shout at him to hurry up. As soon as he was undressed and lay beside me, I rolled on my side and reached for his cock.I know I sounded desperate, “Do you want me to suck it?”He pushed my hand away. “Shush, Mom.”John rolled onto his side and put his arms around me. He kissed me as our bodies merged. I put my arms around him and kissed my son. My lips parted, and his tongue invaded my mouth. I sucked and licked his tongue.