She was in cut off shorts, a white tanktop with a bikini top underneath and flipflops. Her black hair was pulled up into a loose ponytail and her face...was more beautiful then ever. I made out the shape of her lips and her jawline and then her firm breasts, her flat stomach, all the way down to her lean shapely legs. She really did it. I finally forced myself to move down. That's when Andrea saw me and smiled as she walked over to hug me. As she hugged me, I felt her breasts pushing into me. "Use this to take the measurement," she explained, "Make sure every drop goes into this medical beaker and give it a thorough clean when you're done."Mom looked stunned as I shifted in my chair avoiding her gaze. "You're k**ding," she blurted out as she glanced at me with a frown. No doubt I was going to get a right ear full when I got home. Me and my overripe testicles.Doctor Meadows shook her head. "Not really. By measuring his daily volume over, say, a two week period, we can get some idea. Owen smiled and thanked us for our hospitality. When he walked over to the couch to hand us our glasses, I noticed a large bulge in his pants, and Maia noticed it as well, since it was right at our eye level as he stood in front of us. He then sat in the chair across from us and we made some small talk about his job and the resort. Maia finished her drink fairly quickly, and Owen quickly refilled her glass and sat back on the chair. Maia was feeling no pain from the champagne as she sat back on. She came so quickly, grabbing my head and roughly pushing my face between her legs. I stood up and picked up my clothes.The woman opened her eyes and asked me if I wanted to turn; but I shook my head. I wanted to save myself for my black lover later…By the time I found Jerome in the bar, I had lost my blouse.But I had my jacket buttoned when I walked straight up to him and kissed his lips hard and deep, my tongue pushing into his mouth. He said my lips tasted like tequila and raw sex.I licked.