She slowly leaned down as she lowered the pants to her feet, and stepped out of them. The movement made those full boobs hang and move pendulously, an... the rigid nipples profiled against her fair skin. His cock was hard as a rock, and he had trouble getting his pants over it. She almost seemed to laugh at his frantic tearing at the pants. She just stood there, hands on her hips, a knee pointed in sensuously, until he finally got them off. He took a step toward her, but she whispered "No. I'm the therapist. We only ask questions. Leading questions perhaps, but questions nonetheless."I thought for a while."I think it makes me someone I wouldn't be proud to be. Still, it feels wrong to just let her get away with all that." Has she gotten away with it? Has it cost her anything at all?"I was still looking uneasy."So am I powerless? How can I just let stuff happen to me and feel like a, man?"She gave me a very warm smile."My macho guy." Karen checked her watch. "So, how much time do. My grip was firm as I stroked his cock. My tongue danced around his tip. I stroked his cock and bobbed my head in time with his hand, every few strokes I would hold pause my hand pulling the skin on his shaft tight. When I did this I would bob a little deeper all the while swirling my tongue. Finally Joel pushed my head deep onto my cock. I could feel his dick jolt as he shot his load into my mouth. The first spray filled my mouth up then a second spray and a third. Cum was leaking out my. And you will be clean, and if you’re not clean it’s a handjob.”He scrunched his face and asked, “Is that it?”With as much strength and backbone she could gather she replied, “Yes.”He nodded his head and said, “Okay” and walked to the door. He opened it and stopped, and after a moment turned back to her and said, “I’ll be placing an ad in the paper tomorrow, please keep the place clean so when people come to see it, people who can pay the rent, they are not turned off by a messy place. Oh, and I.