You still might." I'm sorry," he said as he lowered his face."Why?" I asked. "You did this without my permission." In the beginning would you have let...me?" No," I answered."Knowing what you know now, would you have?" Do I have free will?" Yes." Did I always?" In the beginning I stopped your macho embarrassment from standing inthe way. I wanted you to see the changes as objectively as you could.For that I apologize. But, I noticed you actually liked what I did toyou more than I expected, and. Then a hand was back on my pussy, moving slowly, pushing first one finger then two and three into my well lubricated hole. I closed my eyes. His lips left my breasts and I felt him step back but still administered to my very horny pussy. I need his enormous cock in me now, I thought.I opened my eyes to see him remove his sungas with one hand causing his massive prick to slap up into his well-sculpted abs. It was huge. So huge. It was well beyond his belly bottom and looked to be as thick as my. You sucked on his messy cock like a good slut and he was enjoying the sensation as you slowly ran your tongue up and down his shaft licking every bit of him clean including pulling his foreskin down and sucking around his head. By now I was pumping into you hard and close to cumming the cucumber was breaking in to mush just like the one in your ass, and it still felt amazing as I finally thrust deep in to you and spurted my hot cum in to your cunt along with the cucumber that was stuck in. She looked to me with sad, wet eyes. "I'm sorry, Robin. I'm so sorry."So was I.After tying her, the Painter strutted from the room and slammed the door behind him. The Professor remained. Again, he settled in his chair facing me. Madeline slumped in her chair and whimpered."I do hope she shuts up," he said. "Nothing tries the nerves more than a crying girl, don't you agree?" I said nothing. He reached and touched my face. "Oh come now. Silent pouting is hardly becoming." After a bit, he.