Laura obeyed, lying on her back on the bed, her legs spread slightly. "Spread your legs wider, darling, " Ray commanded. He dropped his robe and stood...naked beside the bed as she complied, revealing the pinkish wet folds of flesh inside her pussy.Billy licked his lips and he felt perspiration forming on his brow. His own penis was stiff and hot, and his head was spinning again with that familiar dizziness of desire. He looked at his stepfather's thickly displayed penis and was amazed. It was. He turned on the TV and put it on some music channel. It was playing all hip hop music. Christy loved country and rarely listened to that stuff. Jermaine asked her if she danced. She told him she did from time to time as she walked over to him. He stood up to meet her and began to dance. She laughed and stepped back. He just stepped closer to her and kept dancing. This made her laugh as she was trying to cover up her nerves. Why was this young black man making her so nervous? Jermaine danced. But try as he would, it was an unwanted distraction from his thoughts. It was difficult to follow the tortuous paths of logical discourse with Phoenictetes and young Grinopheles, who also chose to visit that day. His manhood intervened in his need to conclude his argument with a Quod Eratum Demonstrandum or a Reductio Ad Absurdum , which discussions continued unresolved over good olives and wine. And when he and his philosopher friends took each other physically, Grinopheles’ penis inside. All her hair was shorn, on her body and her head, even her eyebrows and her eyelashes. Both her arms were cut off at her shoulders. Her lips and her labia were sewn shut. She did not look deformed, though, the amputations and the sewing had been done carefully, with attention to her delicate beauty. She reclined, almost comfortably it seemed, utterly immobile, with one leg sideways to allow the viewer’s gaze to travel between her thighs, on a small rug-covered recamier. What I remember most.