She was sittingat her desk, working on something when she looked up. "Please come on in,shut the door, and have a seat" she told me. "I want to just f...nish thisfirst. It should take only a minute."As I sat there, again I tried to think of the reason I was going to befired. And again, nothing came to mind. It was kind of like sitting,waiting for the school principal to talk to you.Finally she looked up and said "now then. I have been watching you overthe past year and I finally made a decision. .. because I could barely sit on my chair. Night time was the toughest, and I could barely sleep. It felt like some sort of inflammation… you know. Down there...- At the perineum, Michelle completed in an expert tone.- Exactly! her father said, a little surprised. Finally, I went to have some check ups made by a much older doctor who told me ... “Sir, forgive me for asking, but when was the last time you had sex?” “A0bout ten years ago”, I told her. “Let me put it differently... ejaculation. Just then she must have noticed the porn story that I was writing for her in the window adjacent to the paused video of Gina Gerson and Meghan Rain: "Daddy - NO - that's very rude - do lesbian porn stars really pee on each other?"Debbie started typing into her story:The next day, I raced up to my room, tearing off the school uniform then sat on the bed admiring the beautiful shiny grey bikini that daddy had bought me.The front triangles were completely transparent and the back just a thin strip. His strong and trusty cock lay limp and red along his inner thigh. His lean body had probably lost even a few more pounds, and was drenched in sweat and cum. His chest heaved for air, his muscles quivered and twitched, his back ached, and his balls were very sore. He was sure he’d cum over 20 times in the last 12+ hours, more than almost any day he could remember. He was immensely proud of himself, and very, very satisfied, but he was as aerobically exhausted as someone who had just completed a.