Call your Mom

You hesitate. You haven't contacted your Mom in a long time. The phone rings. Each second is agonizing, as you become more and more nervous.

"Hey Mom."

"Hey John" she says.

You try to think of the best way to explain your condition. As uncomfortable as it is, you decide the best method is to come out and say it.

"I... don't know how to explain this. I've suddenly come down with testiculus crepitus, and according to the nurses I have to ejaculate at least five times a day."

There's a pause on the phone.

"We'll need to hire help of course. Why don't you stay in my mansion and we can find some nurses to take care of you."

"Another thing. The nurse officially prescribed latina nurses with juicy asses."

Another pause.

"You must get that from your father" your Mom says, laughing. You laugh too, a little uncomfortable.

"I'll take care of it. You get here as soon as possible so that the nurses can help you" she says. her familiar accent comforting you.

"Thanks Mom. I love you."

"I love you too Baby." she says, hanging up.

Luciana bends over your shoulder, whispering in your ear.

"You know, I'm available to hire. just let me know."

Irina rolls her eyes.

"I should probably treat your current problem" she says, gesturing towards your hard cock. "Show you what I have to offer."