B.I." Why would the F.B.I. be interested in you?" Katherine told you about my research?" You mean Ms. Curran?" Yes." She said it was something to do w...th sex education." Yes, I mean in general. You see, I'm a doctor by training, specializing in adolescent psychiatry. My research in the '30s discovered a link between repression of the sexual impulse in adolescence and adult neuroses, and I'm afraid that it was rather scandalously misused in a Russian psychiatric journal to diagnose President. I had his cock in my mouth and down my throat waiting for it to get super hard so he could shove it into my cunt. I actually was getting so wet that I thought I was pissing. My cunt was well lubricated.I saw Ron with his cock out and Kim was holding it. His did not even come close to what I had in my mouth. But, I still loved my brother’s cock. Hell, it has gotten so I love any cock as long as it is in me somewhere. I am really becoming a whore, just like they call me.Mr. Jones pulled his hard. She turned and looked at her own body in the mirror behind her. She was naked, as she preferred to be in the playroom, and she unconsciously compared her body to the girl's. She was younger looking. She had dark, middle-eastern looking skin. Her dirty blond hair exploded from her head like a lion's mane. Her carmel skin was smooth and tight. She had small, developing breasts, her hairless vagina was a perfect camel toe, and her butt cheeks were tight and prominent. She flexed her back, and her. I then used them to gag mom, to keep her from screaming out at the next part. I slid back between her legs, which she now opened for me. I stuck my tongue back into her delicious snatch to get another taste. I put an arm on each side of her and used the leverage to pull myself up more. I put her legs on my broad shoulders. She began to thrash around yelling into the pussy juice soaked panties. I slapped her across the face with enough force to leave a red mark. “Lay back bitch you just might.