"This is normal," Sissy said, indicating Richard's beautiful hard-on. "He's of the age now where it will happen quite often." It was an unnecessary explanation, and Karen knew it. "Richard is remarkably well developed. We've got to see if there are any lumps in his bal… testicles."

Karen felt an anticipation come over her, hoping Sissy would touch her son's balls, maybe his cock. She had never felt that way about her son before, and it shook her momentarily. She wanted to touch him, grip his cock and squeeze it, fondle his balls.

When Sissy's fingers moved toward Richard's balls, Karen saw that she moved slowly, caressing, on his inner thigh. Her son's body was trembling, but he still kept his eyes covered with his arm. Karen heard a soft sigh come from Sissy as her fingers gently prodded Richard's balls. It was obvious to Karen that the woman was not feeling for any lumps, but feeling his balls for the sheer pleasure of it.

Richard was moaning softly, trying to keep from twisting on the table. Karen's eyes smoldered now, gazing at every move Sissy's fingers made. Sissy, through lowered lashes, watched the reaction this was having on Karen. She was pleased by what she saw, the way Karen writhed her ass on the chair, her lips open as she gasped quietly, eyes boiling hot.

Karen watched Sissy's fingers lift Richard's balls, cradling them in her palm, giving them gentle squeezes. Each time she squeezed, Richard's cock jerked, and his prick seemed to be dripping more. In fact a drop of fluid had started to run along the smoothly swollen head of his cock. She ran her tongue over her lips as she watched the fluid trickling down his prickshaft.

Sissy slipped her thumb and forefinger to the base of Richard's cock, and Karen wasn't surprised now when the woman pulled upward on it, bringing a glistening bead of juice to his piss hole. All pretense of examination was over. It was now obvious to Karen that her son's doctor was more interested in Richard's cock and balls than continuing with her exam.