After some time spent on kissing Mother she admitted that different women like to be kissed differently, but it was nice to be kissed confidently by a...Boyfriend or another male, she said it gave women confidence in themselves. I continued to kiss her gently on the lips and then using tongues as I had learned and then she suggested that I continue my kissing journey slowly and gently down her neck line towards cleavage and between her large buxom breasts and she then informed me that most women. A neural block fashioned from my DNA prevented orgasm, unless in contact with my sperm. Too bad Pammy is a lesbian.I sat in my easy chair at the head of the couch. "Now Miss Ferguson, lets begin our first session. It was very naughty of you to lie about your drug use, you were a bad little girl." I'm sorry Doctor (she called me Doctor!) I was sooo embarrassed to tell you. I won't fib anymore, I promise".I know you won't Pammy. Now, have you felt any side effects? Any cravings for drugs?" Gee no. There was a cascade of fluids that ran across the table before pouring onto Joy's lap."Oh, I'm so sorry," escaped Christina's smirking face as she grabbed a napkin and disappeared under the table. Jim and I grabbed napkins to sop up the mess when we both saw Christina's face press into Joy's pussy.There weren't any other tables occupied in our direct area, which made things a little easier to conceal. As Christina's tongue pierced Joy's willing slit, her reactions didn't seem out of place due. I knew which dresser belonged to each girl and where their panties were located. This was going to be fun. I never once thought to ask how they would know if I got the right ones labeled. If I had, I would have been ready for a night I would never forget.I thought I would start with the upstairs first. They seemed to be the ones that went to bed earlier than the downstairs. One by one the lights went out, and, after waiting what I thought was a good amount of time, I started my task. The first.