Her fingertip running slowly round and round my pussy lips, so close to my clit but not touching. As she did that, her lips moved from nipple to nippl...e in perfect harmony with her finger.Oh fuck, this was too much. I so needed to cum. My legs were squirming, trying to create some friction between my thighs without me even thinking about it. Everything was building and building as she licked my nipples and ran her finger round and round, spreading my juices all over me.My hips were bucking, my. After all, I was a woman, my brother was a man - we were just doing what our bodies were intended for. Women’s bodies are designed to give pleasure to men, and that’s certainly what I was doing - my time spent helping my brother had really taught me a lot about the pleasure my body was capable of providing.“And I really appreciate your dedication to helping me out.”In a way, it was quite sad that my brother was the only recipient of my newly-learned knowledge. I’d decided a few days ago that in. At the second therapy session, I was covered by a sheet over my lower body and had only my boxers on underneath. She told me to relax and even though I tried, the proximity of her hands to my groin made it less and less possible to avoid an erection.On the third visit, I lost control and the sheet poked up from my obvious excitement. I tried to apologize, but she was very reassuring. “Don’t feel embarrassed, Mr. Jameson, it’s perfectly natural and it happens all the time.” That didn’t help. Then, I was at a sleepover with four other girls and we all decided to get ourselves off and I just went on and on. They were all pretty amazed and I felt like Queen of the Cum. That's what they nicknamed me, The Queen of the Cum." Queen of the Cum. Well, that's quite an interesting title. Probably not something you would put on your resume or your FaceBook page."She laughed and said, "No, hardly. But it was fun having such a distinct difference with my friends. They were really envious." I am,.