.. I mean...” scoffed Dearie, leaning back against a pillow against the bed head, smiling down at her chest and beaming with pride and pleasure. “...hat are you doing darling?”Nash was fiddling with a minute piece of white cotton and getting frustrated as he turned it, twisted it, flattened it, stretched it, finally handing it to Dearie’s outstretched hand.“Trying to help you get ready my sweet and thought I’d get your undies out. How you girls work out the right way to put these thongs on beats. Again I heard the music pounding through me but this time I didn't feel in the mood to dance again just now. Instead, I found myself feeling bothered by the fact that there was still an intact testicle at my feet . With so much empty space now left in my unseen partner's scrotum I had a feeling it could be tricky to pin down the lone testicle, seeing as it had already apparently escaped my heels relatively unscathed until now. With this in mind, and with the buzzing energy in my muscles. Her arms are compliantly extending down the side of her legs as she looks at me with her smoldering bedroom eyes. She’s positioned herself just so, she knows exactly what she’s doing. At this point I can hear myself swallow. I have never seen such beauty in all my life. “Oh, and by the way, you are old enough to be my father!” she hisses. I turn the numbers in my head and she is right. I shake it off, just wanting to get to the bottom of this. “Well?” I repeat. “I know you told me not to do. I told him what the nurse had said to me about needing a more thorough exam and asked him what did she mean. he smiled and told me not to worry he would take care of me and insure my pussy was functioning properly He then proceeded to tell me that since my last visit he and the nurse had again talked and decided since I was so sexually active, he needed to look for any internal damage. You are still the "girl" in your relationship and having anal sex, I answered yes while blushing deeply. .