And her arms ... Becky laughed and reached up into another double biceps pose. Her biceps were as defined as her mother’s but they were as big as so...tballs, so big that she could tap her fingers on them as she glared at me and popped another bubble. “Tell me again who’s smaller?” she sneered.She was impossible. She was too big to be real. How could she move? How could her tiny feet and growing bones support the hulking, throbbing mass that she continued to display in one bodybuilding pose after. How are the injured students? God, they were lucky," Bob said."Dan Parker, my director there, is going to the hospital this morning, and then I will get an update," I replied.Remembering that I had my JBG laptop with me with my copy of the video files from yesterday a couple of clicks and it was connected to the flat screen in my office. They watched the video of the assault that still had not been released to the public yet.Then for shock value I played the previous three visits the pair had. Parting her thighs he started to massage her clitoris and then her pussy opening. There's no way she's asleep he thought - she's absolutely drenched. He moved two fingers in and out of her well lubricated cunt while massaging her clit with his thumb. He licked her juices off his fingers and, liking the taste, moved down and started lapping at her, pushing his tongue deep into her vagina.He froze when a voice said, "Matt, what are you doing?". Reddening, he looked up and straight into. "Here," he said as he took off the t-shirt I gave him before, "Give this back to your fuckin husband." Got no balls, I see," I said as Ryan intensified his stare."I got more than you can fuckin handle," he said."Prove it. Unless you're all talk and no action."Ryan didn't say a word as he reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. He turned around and spread his legs. I heard the sound of his zipper coming down as he let his baggy jeans slip past his ass. He turned around and let his jeans fall all.