"All right, compulsion then. Is it?"James watched the therapist cross his legs and change position in the rolling desk chair with the back that extend...d above his head like a throne. Thinking how to answer, James thought."Possibly, but it's not so unusual for a married man to masturbate." James saw him flinch as he said it, as if the word stung him."Uh-huh," James said, nodding. "But why the anal thing, do you think?" Well, it's stage of psychosexual development," he said. Perhaps your. ......... After the coffee and the gentle " paseo" with them down the noisy street, Judy asked them, so politley, that if they weren't busy, would they like to come to my apartment. MY apartment, though she didn't bother to ask me, for some music and Panamanian food. So we stopped at a neighborhood market. Judy shopped for some particular things that she needed, spices and vegetables, chatting with Pedro, touching him lightly, asking his opinion about stuff. She really knew how to do that. “I want to talk to Mother Christophora and spend some quiet time.”“Is there a problem?” I asked.Michelle moved and raised her head to look me in the eyes.“There is no problem. I love you and I promise I’ll be here when you get back. Call it a retreat or a way to recharge my batteries. I didn’t mean to worry you.”“I just want you to be happy, and I hope you’d talk to me if there’s something wrong.”“Steve; there’s nothing wrong! I promise. Call this ‘me time’ if that makes you feel. She closed her eyes and wrapped her lips around the tip, and it felt like magic to her. It pulsed in her mouth and grew insanely hard, which she noticed more as she bent forward to take in the shaft. And that was one of her most favorite parts of giving a blowjob. The feeling of a man pulsating and throbbing in her mouth. How something could feel so alive. So stiff on the inside, with ultra smooth skin on the outside.When she heard him moan, it only made her pussy wetter. She didn't have to.