While she trims pretty well, a few stray strands run wild here and there. And who can blame her? Taylor never dreamed she’d have to show off such a ...rivate area tonight. Or maybe ever, knowing these Baptists. To her, this part of her body is a place meant only for the bathroom, the shower, the toilet.I kiss my way down her pinned-up thighs, enjoying every soft delicate inch of her skin down here. And when I reach the pussy, I dive straight in, nuzzling and forcing my way through her puffy outer. "I have to confess, if you didn't do so well in my class, I likely wouldn't even know who you were. You don't seem the type to cause problems, so do you want to tell me what that was about out there?" Professor Frankens, I know I was smiling, but I thought it was kind of funny, just like the rest of the class. I don't have a key to the switch, so I don't know how it got turned off." But I did know, because I had done it. Done it somehow with my mind. She started talking again, but my mind is. I can feel the one in my ass go farther into me than anything ever has before, and when it hits the first bend in my large intestine, it just follows the path deeper, seeming to absorb all my fecal mater. The one in my vagina is now stretching me tight, and is the width of a baseball bat at the thickest, but tapers to a point at the end. The point touches the very back of my vagina, but doesn’t stop. I feel a sharp prick, and it pokes through my cervix with the ease that tree roots penetrate . "Well, I love her as well. Yes, our ages are a good stretch apart, but when two people care about each other, does age really matter so much? Isn't it enough that she loves me and I love her? Love is hard enough to find in this world as it is... we shouldn't make it harder by putting limits on it."Ms. Andrews, you have known me for a long time and you know that I am a good man. I have nothing but your daughter's best interests at heart. If I thought for a second that this would hurt her in any.