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His wife called and made the appointment for him. She warned me that he was resistant to the idea of Sex Therapy and that he might be a tough nut to crack. Listening to her and her version of the situation I couldn’t help but suppress a laugh, smiling instead while I rubbed my pussy feverishly, so ready for our meeting. When my secretary buzzed me informing me that he had arrived, I felt that flutter of excitement in the pit of my stomach that always resulted in the moistening between my legs. If I was the panty wearing kind, my panties would surely be soaked. He was a handsome man with plenty of sex appeal. I couldn’t imagine him having the issues his wife claimed he had. I introduced myself and could see that he was surprised that I was a woman. Asking him why he had come to me besides the fact that his wife had set up the meeting, he suddenly became slightly uncomfortable. Moving to the sofa next to him I put my hand on his leg and began speaking in a calm low voice in an effort to make him more comfortable. It didn’t take long before he was telling me how he had purchased his new sports car and how the only time he seemed to get a hard on was when he was driving it or waxing it. His wife detested the car and the attention he lavished on it and that attitude prevented him from finding her attractive. All he wanted was for her to share his passion. I suggested that he show me this piece of machinery so that I could get a better handle on the situation. As soon as we got to his beauty his dick began to react. And when he touched her, he was in full blown overload. Rubbing his cock through his pants, I could feel the pent up frustration. It wasn’t long before he had me on his car and was waxing my ass like a man with a mission. It was hot as fucking hell. All of our sessions from here on out will be with his car. His wife picked the right sex therapist for the job and what she wasn’t willing to do I was, all in the name of his treatment.

Sexy Therapist Ginger

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