The living room was a bit of a surprise as well. It was huge, much larger than what was normal in an average sized tract home. It seemed sparsely furn...shed, but there were boxes of party supplies already on the floor and a stack of black sheets sitting near one of the walls. Cecilia stepped inside and sadly looked at the professor, waiting for her first order."OK, you're here at 3:00 just like I told you. Good." The professor then handed her student a paper grocery bag. "I want all your clothes. ” Smirking at Marek she asked, “So how long is it, I bet you have measured it?”Marek let out a sound halfway between a laugh and a moan.“Ah, I haven’t but Amy and Sarah did once and it was about eleven inches long. You, you don’t have to worry about it’s size though.” Marek flushed again, “The ah, the ladies here don’t seem to have any problem with the size, not like they would in the real world.”“Oh love I’m not worried about it.” Heather giggled, “Believe me I’m eager to get this monster. Danny not only punched the biker into a state of unconsciousness, something that no one at the bar would have made any fuss about, but he also managed to drive his pickup over the unconscious man's right leg after the altercation had supposedly ended.The biker had ended up getting his leg amputated about three inches above his ankle, and Danny now found himself a guest of the San Bernardino County jail. I had retained the services of a young criminal defense attorney on Danny's behalf, and he. As I stood and admired her collection of basques, bodices and girdles, and felt the swelling of my young cock in my trousers, I couldn’t resist reaching out to fondle the delicate materials with my trembling hands. They felt so soft, and the whole wardrobe had a lovely flowery, perfumed aroma to it. Then I opened the first drawer in the wardrobe and discovered her collection of vintage seamed stockings. My cock twitched once more in my pants. Once again, my shaking hands couldn’t resist from.