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I went to this therapist for at least 7, maybe 8 years. The therapist finally told the staff and I that when my appointment was done, from now on I should be given some quiet time to recover from the therapy and then get dressed. She said she usually had at least 30 minutes of paperwork every day so I could at least have that time. She also told the staff girls that they could leave or stay and visit me, but to first bring me a cup of cold water and a fresh towel for my use. That pleased me a lot. Some nights I was alone, but most nights one of the ladies would stay with me and watch me masturbate, although it got to be common for one or occasionally both of them to help a bit. It was the best yet in terms of getting off. It wasn't blowjobs and rim jobs but it was wasn't yanking it alone after it being erect for an hour. Both seemed to enjoy watching and tried to help with a squeeze, or if my arm looked tired, they might take over for a while. The assistant would pretend to lick my balls and the head ---and she got painfully close, but it only happened once by accident. There was one split second that her tongue was touching the dark red swollen head of my cock, a vision I still enjoy.

I will wrap this up, or open for questions after I explain the best yet. My therapist, straight as an arrow, mixed her own oils and creams for her various types of massages and stretching. She called the oil she used on me and rubbed into me Vitamin Oil. It was her own brew with little odor and did rub right into the skin. She kept this type of oil in a plastic bottle like you see on picnic tables for ketchup and mustard. She would hold her thumb over the tip of the bottle, shake it up, and then slowly leak it around the area of attention.

One great night, she and her older daughter were finishing up on me but she reached for the bottle one more time to finish on my right thigh, the one closest to her. The daughter was doing the left leg. The therapist turned the bottle upside down but instead of a thin stream from the tip, the entire cap came off and the entire contents of the bottle hit my erect cock directly. There was a moment of silence then the therapist said she would take care of the mess, and she dove in with both hands rubbing my crotch. She had a hand on my balls trying to rub in the oil and move it onto the towel I was lying on. The daughter got a towel and was rubbing around my left thigh and pelvis, then her mother, to my shock, grabbed my erection and started rubbing up and down staring at my cock. I was speechless, as was her daughter, as my prim therapist had both hands on my junk, rubbing and feeling. We both stared at her staring at my cock and watching her hand pump up and down. It felt so good. I called her name twice, because I really felt she thought she was just cleaning up and not thinking about what she was doing to my cock. She was red faced and didn't slow down. I groaned and saw the daughter reach out for her mother and say 'Mom, let us clean it up" and then I had the best ejaculation of my life. It went straight up and landed on my therapist's chest, hands and arm, and on the daughter's hair and hand. The second squirt hit the therapist on her left cheek, very near her mouth. I kept spewing over and over and she was looking at my cock like she could not stop. Her daughter went to her and kind of pulled her away. I was unsure if she knew she had just jacked me off.