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"Monty said for twenty dollars, I could see your cunt," he stated in a husky voice. "like maybe lick it a little."
"Later. You must first gain an ability to have a guiltless orgasm. You can have a look at my cunt next time."
Donna waited patiently for him to pull up his pants and straighten his shirt, then she showed him out. When he was gone, she gave a deep sigh of relief. She had just treated her first patient as a therapist for the Monterey Therapeutic Foundation sexual clinic and that made her feel very good.
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"Monty said for twenty dollars, I could see your cunt," he stated in a husky voice. "like maybe lick it a little."
"Later. You must first gain an ability to have a guiltless orgasm. You can have a look at my cunt next time."
Donna waited patiently for him to pull up his pants and straighten his shirt, then she showed him out. When he was gone, she gave a deep sigh of relief. She had just treated her first patient as a therapist for the Monterey Therapeutic Foundation sexual clinic and that made her feel very good.