“You are Daniel McCoy, the boy that they found in Texas. The one who was saved from Everett Reilly” she said softly, watching me closely. I wonder...d now if she was really the right person. I wanted help, not to be studied.“I have some issues still, from that time in my life. Will you ... can you, help me with them? One thing though, I will not be a subject for your research, doctor. Not now, not ever. If that is a deal breaker, I will find another doctor.” I told her, getting ready to stand.She. I was in heaven and wanted to shoot my load but somehow she was stopping me from doing that and whispered to me"you will cum when I want you to".Then the second surprise of the night, something else that my wife arranged, the dancer asked the ladies present if anyone else wanted to suck on my cock before she fucked me.My wife's best friend and someone I have always fantasized about declared she wanted to , she made her way through the crown and stood in front of me. I again looked to my wife. Brenda, pleasebrush some mascara lightly on Danny's lashes and do his lips with anice pale lip gloss, something that would match his nails. I'mgoing to go downstairs to finish dinner. You two cuties comedownstairs as soon as you are ready and set the table."As Elizabeth left the room, Brenda escorted Dan back to the vanityand had him sit in front of the lighted mirror. She took a tube ofmascara out of a drawer filled with high quality cosmetics from hermother's Arbonne consultant and lightly. "That's him. The defensive players have a beauty contest with their women every year at the end of training camp. God, it's awful. It's like a slave auction with each guy pointing out the best points of his girl. We're all naked, of course. They give demonstrations fucking us in front of all the others. We're supposed to like it, I guess." How have you done?" Cindy asked quietly."I won the last two years. Ron is assuming I'm going to defend my title. Last year he featured the milk in my tits..