At some kind of signal, the two pricks holding my arms each used a hand to pull up my sweatshirt to my neck. Again the knife, this time between the cu...s; a quick upward thrust and they fell apart, exposing breasts and nipples.Fuck me, damn you, my brain was screaming. Stick it in and get it over with. I almost laughed at the thought of what would happen if I had said that aloud. But he wasn't ready, no, not yet. I felt the knife blade on the side of my breast, sharp side down. He slowly moved. And, and, I don't mean to get personal, but whatever's in this flour has made your body get, well, get bigger. I thought women were sensitive about their weight. You don't want to get fat, do you?" Why not?" she said, and the look on her face was of raw, obscene sexuality. "Nothing wrong with a little weight on a woman, Arnie." She started to rub her stomach and her breasts, reveling in their new fleshiness. "I think it makes me look more womanly, more sexual, don't you think?"Arnie was. He sits like this for a moment before he stands up and walks around his desk and towards me. He leans down to me and whispers into my ear. "There is one thing that could get you through college, if your up for it." Without thinking about it I quickly responded. "Yes sir I'll do anything!" It was at that point I feel his hand pulling my skirt up further. I slightly panic at this at try to move back only to find the back of the chair. He begins to kiss my neck and I begin to get used to this idea. Pamela feels his tongue now teasing her ass with each stroke. “Fuck, that’s so dirty”, Pamela gasps. She again chastises herself for encouraging him but then feels her pussy flutter as he presses his tongue against her anus. David grins as he hears Pamela’s reaction to him pressing his tongue against her sweaty, sour anus. Pamela feels her pussy tingling harder with David’s tongue pressing against her darkest of all holes. The excitement of something so taboo being done to her causes.