Staggering to my feet, I turned to look at my reflection in the wardrobe mirror and winced. ABORT. Xxnx ***
End of part 1. My Mom and how to describe her. Which was kind of weird because right now the divine Binky was sliding and slithering that sloppy golden pussy of hers up and down my stiff dick like she was heading for home in the Kentucky Derby. “You’re kidding,” she blurted out as she glanced at me with a frown. “Now then, Henry,” she had said as she sat forward so that her impressive chest swelled obscenely as she leaned over her crossed arms, “In my professional opinion, I suggest the first thing we need to do in the way of treatment is to get some idea of how much sperm you’re actually producing each day,” Reaching into one of her desk drawers, Doctor Meadows pulled
