The young blonde felt the two tiny nodes on the outside of the crotch panel, but had no clue as to their purpose. Bile swirled in her stomach as the ...robes slid in to the hilt. Although the front and back prods were the size of an adult thumb and forefinger respectively, she’d never imagined she could feel so disgustedly full. Not being allowed any time to adjust, she was ordered to pull the waistband of the panties up in place. They turned out to be an extremely full cut, coming up almost. .. Grandma..." I gasped in amazement, staring at her in disbelief.I hadn't seen my grandma in... well, since I was 12. Back then, my family used to visit her all the time, back before she died. I remembered all of the times I helped her in the kitchen, the times she would tell stories about almost everything, and most of all, how she was never mad when I got all dirty while playing. She'd always told me that it was the God given right of every little boy. It wasn't until that moment that I. But there is that invisible line between faculty and student that I was not going to cross. It’s a matter of respect. It’s hard to teach people if you are also fucking some of them. And, at best the faculty was a dodgy proposition. Most of the academic women were married. And the ones that weren’t tended to be either ugly, gay, or not into shaving.Sometimes they were all three.Plus, if the relationship went south with a colleague; thanks to tenure you might be stuck running into the bitch for. I m get very crazy. My heart is beating fast and want to touch her. But still now I m get afraid to touch her. Than my other friend get started kissing in front of me and take a pleasure of her figure, than my afraid is phurrrr.After that I take her hand in my hand and stand up in-front of her and start kissing. ohhhhhh thats awesome experience to kiss that lovely and sexy lady. Me and my friend than put down her sexy dress down from her breast and start licking her boobs. Its unforgettable.