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 "Before we get to that," he opined, "what do you think about tiny when you do masturbate, is it that perfect male you have in your mind, or something else!?!" "Ahem, I guess I tiny think about you know, the male genitalia," she replied red faced!?! "That's perfectly normal," he answered gently tinyteen, "in fact I'd wager tinyteen a guess that tinyteen ninety teen five percent of all women think about exactly that, and tiny the other tiny five are liars," he added tinyteen with a laugh, "but tiny my next question is very important, so answer me truthfully!" "Okay," she tiny replied, "ask away!"
 "No tiny," she quicly replied, "never, I'd be much too embarrassed to tinyteen try something like that." "Even if it tiny meant having nice hard orgasms for the first time," he teen asked tiny her forcefully, "and I mean real earth shaking climaxes tiny.?. "After thinking tiny about it for tiny a tiny moment, she tiny nodded her head and tinyteen answered, "I'm ready for anything, let's do it tiny."
 "But if I do that and teen stare at your pretty body I'll shoot it way to quickly," he replied gently tinyteen, "you don't want me to cum tinyteen already do you!?!" "I-I don't know," she moaned while staring teen at his hand and pecker, "I want you to tiny shoot it all over yourself, really have a big one!" "I could do that," he said tiny almost in a whisper, "but want you to cum right along with me, you want to cum don't you, Marcia!?!" "Oh yes," she gasped as her finger flew over her distended clit, "b-but I don't think that I can!" "Of course you can," Dr, Fagen replied evenly, "but sometimes it just takes a tinyteen little extra tinyteen push to get a person over tiny the tiny hump, Marcia, would like me to give you that little extra push!?!" "God yes," she groaned, "y-your driving me crazy, tell what you're tiny going to do to me!" "Well, it's not tiny much tiny really," he replied, "not really much at tiny all!"
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