"Want you to meet one of my favorite students. Vixen, Phil. She's thinking about a quick trip down the beach to do some painting. Interested?" Sure, w...en?" he said, forcing himself not to look at her jutting breasts, probably the best pair he had ever seen in his life."Washington's birthday weekend," Vixen said. "Might be a little chilly." No kidding," said Phil, "sure. There's another grad student interning here in film-making. Jorge, have you met him?" Yep," Vixen said. "He teaches one of my. He was so big he said it wouldn’t come out until it shrank after he got off. When he pulled it out I felt like someone had been using a dildo made of sandpaper inside me. I nearly bit a chunk out of a washcloth as I used my finger to get all of the boy’s goop out of me in the shower. What I felt when I peed later was way beyond any pain I have ever felt before. My pussy actually started to hurt, as a reminder, when I saw you whip your dick out earlier.”I joked that she could suck me off instead. “I was taught to say Grace before I eat.”“You stupid…” she said as she hit me with a pillow.We both laughed for a moment and then I kissed her passionately. I gave her strong kisses all the way down her stomach and down towards her womanhood. I encircled her mound with my tongue, teasing her opening. I spread her legs and alternately kissed and licked her thighs, making my way back towards her womanhood. By now she was wet with desire. I could smell the change. I teased her outer lips with my. “Hello,” said Angela, because there was nothing else she could think to say.He nodded and turned back to his book. His face was surprisingly untouched. It was slightly chubby, as was his body. Not fat, but no sign of muscle. His dark hair was so straight as to be lank. His eyes did seem more alive even when concentrated on his book.She stepped towards him.“Hi Simon”. He looked up. “You won’t recognise me, but it was my daughters you saved. I wanted to thank you.”He mumbled something that might.