My bottom hadindeed swelled slightly in size. As I turned modelling the panties Ilooked over my shoulder to see that the rubber instead of stretchinga...ross the crease of my bottom traveled into it. I bent and looked closerand was even more surprised to see a little pink rosebud. Standing upstraight and facing the mirror I reached behind myself and placed afinger against my rosebud. A gasp escaped my lips, it felt so good.The tip of my finger slipped inside and I yelped. It was wet and warm,. I felt great relief when it popped out of my ass, which was sore, and stretched. I had no words, no need to yell for help. I just hoped he'd let me go. He spun me around and had me drop to the ground. Sitting on the floor with my ass back up against the side of the bed, I was looking directly at the cock that was just inside me. Fuck it was big. 9 inches at least! And... it was still hard, pointing and twitching right at me. "Clean it off bitch boi" as he thrust his cock to my mouth. I was. " He had actually said it, or to be more accurate he had said part of it. There was more he had to tell her. He had to come clean and tell her everything. It had been burning so deeply inside of him, and for so long that he had to tell her what he wanted more than anything in the world. "I want to watch you fuck another man. Oh, Cathy... I want to watch you fucking Black men!" Immediately after he said what for so long had only been. Jonathan started getting hard.“Hurry, Janet, we want a flaccid measurement. You’re about to lose your opportunity,” Prof. Tim said.Janet hurried and confirmed that Jonathan’s penis was seven inches soft. “Well, mostly soft,” she qualified.“Class, please note your classmates’ measurements and jot down your informal observations in your notebooks. You will also see that both gentlemen are circumcised.”“Isn’t there one more question?” Shelly asked.“Ah, yes, of course. Erectile.