1. A Very Effective Treatment - Part 4


    Date: 7/29/2024, Categories: Medical, Author: Willbob69 

    ... of the pert-bottomed young maid whilst simultaneously plunging his digits into the nether parts of another maid and the large wobbly bottomed cook.

“A son any man would be proud of,” Dr Albert Helliwell muttered.

Edmund looked up, his young face glistening with the combined juices of all three ladies.

“Good afternoon, doctors; I think I require your assistance here.”

“Not at all, my boy; you seem to be doing a marvellous job. I am very proud of you. However, James and I are more than happy to assist, but then you and I need a man-to-man talk.”

Smiling, the two doctors dropped to their knees at the side of young Edmund. Dr Helliwell, slipping his tongue to lap up the juices of the maid called Emily, Dr Kirkham opened up the plump cheeks of the cook. He had always been partial to a plump maiden. He squeezed her large, soft buttocks around his face as he took to his task with alacrity.

Edmund carried on in earnest; Sally, the maid, was by far his favourite as she possessed rare talents of her own. He licked and sucked her core, his tongue delighting in her essence. He had taken to this like the proverbial duck to water after accidentally catching Dr Helliwell’s treatment of his mother. He could not wait to try it himself. One taste and he was hooked; it indeed was the nectar of the gods as far as he was concerned. He was now sure why God had placed him on this earth, to sup from the altar of maidenhood, to drink from the furry cup. It was now his favourite ...
    ... libation. He renewed his task with vigour as Sally's moisture continued to pour from her.

Dr Helliwell was enjoying his task, and young Emily was undoubtedly enjoying the tongue-lashing she was receiving from the elderly doctor. His long tongue snaked within her in a way that young Master Edmund could not dream of. However, for Dr Helliwell, Emily was just an entrée; he only thought of his delicious fiancee awaiting him upstairs. All three ladies reached their crescendo in a beautiful cacophony of screams and cries. The three men sat back on their haunches proudly.

“Now, young Edmund, I will allow you and Dr Kirkham to finish here. Your mother has agreed to become my bride, and I have an engagement gift I wish to give her. I will talk to you in the parlour in an hour.”

With that, the old doctor walked rather stiffly out of the room, trying to engender some decorum. It was challenging with his britches obscenely tented in front of him by his not-inconsequential old staff.

As the three ladies straightened their skirts. Cook smiled and said, “I will get the butter, Master Edmund.”

“Butter?” Dr Kirkham enquired.

“Oh yes,” chuckled Edmund, “Now you get the Sally treatment.”

With that, he dropped his trousers, and his hard young tool sprang free from its confines and slapped him on the belly.

“Come on, Dr Kirkham.” He gestured to Dr Kirkham's own clothes. “It is more than worth it, I assure you.”

As James removed his trousers and underwear, Sally had already ...
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