I am nearly thirty and I onlyhad casual affairs so far; somehow men are so predictable and very oftenboring, you know from the beginning what they rea...lly want.But with Mark everything is different. He is three years older than me; hewill be 33 in September and he is certainly not at all predictable. He issoft spoken and very kind to me, he listens very carefully when I try toargue with him and always he is the voice of reason. I know I can oftenbe inpatient, even unreasonable at times but Mark. Sharpe had only the vaguest idea of the treatment for female hysteria. It had been the source of some student humour but then what had not; the pelvic massage! “ Now Sharpe, I shall not throw you in at the deep end, ha ha! I shall give you into the careful instruction of Nurse Grey, an excellent woman. My right hand woman you might say when it comes to the pelvic massage. She has often stepped in to bring us to the final point. Knows the territory. Ha Ha! Knows the territory!” “Nurse Grey, Dr. “Five on the panties,” she winked, “I always give him a few tears, it cuts down on the lecture, you should try it,” Like we were co-conspirators and, I guess we were. I took her advice, a few tears, for Daddy and now for my Dickie.For the next six years, ‘til I left for school I was a willful girl requiring discipline at least once a week. Mother was better behaved or maybe it just took more for her to get to Daddy. She got hers every two or three weeks.I met Dickie while I was in college. He’s. His semen was going straight into my stomach, so I did not even taste it until he pulled back out of my throat just before his last spurt. I coughed then as his cock left my throat, but with Jim’s hips still pressed tight against my ass, I could not back off of his cock. One more spurt from his cock hit my tonsils, and I automatically swallowed.Jason fell to the side of the bed, his strength gone from his orgasm, pulling his cock from my mouth. Just then Jim’s weight fell on top of me as his.