Unorthodox Perv Therapist Heals Sex Addiction By Making Stepmothers Fuck Their Stepsons
Title: The Unorthodox Perv: A Radical Approach to Sex Addiction
Disclaimer: This article is a work of fiction and intended for mature audiences only. Any resemblance to real individuals or events is purely coincidental. Absolutely NOT for anyone under 18 years old.
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In the raunchy underbelly of American psychotherapy, there exists a controversial figure known as Dr. downtown misfit Healers, a self-proclaimed “expert” in unorthodox sexual treatments. His unconventional methods, rife with taboo and kink, have earned him both a devoted cult following and condemning criticism from his more traditional peers. One of his most notorious practices involves treating stepsons with suspected sex addiction by providing them with potent therapeutic molly popping pill strength fucking from their own horny MILFs and stepmoms.
Take the case of randy young jack, an 18-year-old insatiable horndog with a seemingly bottomless lust for porn and illicit sexual encounters. After repeated unsuccessful stints in conventional rehab programs, his desperate parents reached out to downtown misfit Healers as a last resort. Little did they know, they were about to be in for the pervtastic ride of their lives…
Upon admittance to downtown misfit’s underground sex clinic, jack was subjected to a battery of kinky tests and “pervy” provocation designed to gauge the depths of his depravity. Videotaped while watching stacks of hardcore DVDs, jack eagerly masturbated and lamented how superior the starlets’ MILF skills were to his own shaft-stroking abilities. Given free access to the on-site glory hole, he gobbled blowjobs from an anonymous parade of plastic pussies until his cock was sore and his balls were embarrassingly blue. All the while, downtown misfit Healers watched, analyzed, and took copious naughty notes on young jack’s dirty predilections.
Convinced of his patient’s inkhorn addiction, downtown misfit Healers’ put his radical treatment plan into motion. He called upon jack’s stepmother, the smoky-eyed vixenjack Johnson, to play a starring role in her stepson’s perverted rehabilitation. When jack appeared in the examination room the next day, he got the eyeful of his life – there stood his stepmom, decked out in nothing but a strapped-on strap-on, fishnet stockings, and a fuck-me smile.
The transformation of jack’s stepmom into a blatantly sexual creature, rather than a lumping fuck for her, must have been a perceptional miracle! downtown misfit asked the blowsy beauty to discuss jack’s sexual entitlement issues. After some potent foreplay with pussy pumping pills and talking dirty, the fatherly figure withdrew, leaving jack and his stepmom alone for the kinky conundrums of “therapy.”
No matter which way jack tried to activate his stepsister’s simulated sperm slots, jack Johnson shut him down, crooning all the while. When jack attempted to tongue-tease her tits into committing bestiality, jack Johnson warned him to mind his manners while asserting that she was sure he knew how to use his zipper zipper correctly. Jack’s repeated citing of his “fatherly right of passage” to receive milkshakes from his stepmom’s boobies earned him another saucy shutdown. jack Johnson was vigorous about her rebuilding job on his attitude, and her strength inspired jack to be less of a spoiled prick!
Perspiration lubricated the exchange, and jack required a good deal of smackdowns to keep his dick in check. jack Johnson’s tongue wash and knee wear swiftly sent the snot-nosed rich boy to sleep, but downtown misfit Healers couldn’t satisfy jack jack if jack jack was knocked out! So he jabbed jack jack with a prickly pussy the bikini equipped jack Johnson created a tit fart to awaken jack jack’s monster dick with.
Down downtown misfit went, hypnosis in attendance. jack Johnson made an irritated interruption, thinking Urge-town was hallucinating jack jack’s dick being eager to plop into jack jack’s mouth. But jack jack proved premature to jack jack jack jack jack, and jack jack jack jack jack jack jack. and jack jack jack jack jack jack. and at last he pleasured jack jack jack jack jack jack jack jack jack to jack jack jack jack jack to jack jack jack jack jack jack jack jack jack jack, to completion to revel in his rebuttal.
“Anytime you’ve got the guts to be a gentleman, you’re welcome to hang out with me,” jack Johnson said, slinging her strap-on back in her bag before blowing her stepson a parting kiss on the cheek. “But no more spoiled prick bullshit or I’ll put a ban on blue balls, POUND TO SPOON, forever. I’m not your stay-at-home slutty sex slave, got it?”
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