”“Yes, that’s right. It’s always been near the bottom of the scale, almost to where it would become hypoglycemia.”“Which, I think, may be ...hy you always drank soda. You didn’t realize it, but it was a form of self-medication. If your blood sugar dropped too low, you felt lethargic and drank sugar water with caffeine to pick yourself up again.”“Now that you mention it, that sounds right.”“How do you feel right now?”“OK, I guess.”“I’m a bit worried about the two events so close together. I’ll. She turned and faced me, and kissed me. There was something gentle about it, something kind, and something rewarding.“We can still fuck,” she pushed me down onto the toilet seat, and stood over me, her pussy wet and open. “Just do your best not to cum in me, ‘kay?” “Okay,” I said. I grabbed her ass and spanked her.“Mmmm, just like that, Sir.”She lowered herself onto my cock. I slid in easily. We both let out a sigh, she wrapped her arms around my back as I did the same, and we squeezed each. My whole body jiggled as I fought the urge to play with myself .Then the lady said " oh and you may touch and play with yourself as you please " and that was all I needed to hear .i looked at her and asked her " can you sit on this cow's face mooooooo" and she looked amused ... "Sure cow she responded She sat on my face and my tongue immediately started licking her wet cunt ..while I was licking her my own hands were abusing my cunts . She moaned and jumped humped on my face like I was her new. .......Each stroke of her leather boots, running along my hard prick, I groaned each time with relief written all over my face that she had finally rubbed them on my cock, I could feel my cum building, " slow down, I want to milk you dry " as she lowered her boots my face visibly dropped in anguish.Walking around to her desk she pulled a drawer open, pulling a pair of gloves out she slowly eased them over her svelte like hands, teasing them over her fingers, her hand pushed me forward bending.