. ready for anything. She was here…. finally. She was attending the state political convention. Professor Needling put his arm around her waist, gu...ding her through the busy crowd of convention goers. They were moving towards the sign-in desk. His hand slid downward. It stopped at her ass. Carla let it rest there. It was the least she could do. She had already done everything she could to get him to take her to the convention. She had written papers, done research, sat in the front row of his. I was so turned on. She tasted great too!! I lapped up her juices while she came all over my face, holding my head firmly against her gushing cunt. She then said one of the hottest things I've ever heard a girl say in bed.She said "I've always thought you were so fucking hot, and I want that beautiful dick to belong to me. I'm gonna make your cock smell like my fat pussy"I love fucking fat girls bareback because I always want my cock to smell like fat pussy. So I had no objections whatsoever. I. He was shirtless, and his chest was toned, Not too muscular, but it was obvious that he played some kind of sport. He had a very light six pack, and one of those V-things that led down to his board shorts- red with a thick navy blue stripe on each side. I looked down at his legs, and was delighted to see that they were completely hairless. Being bisexual, I began to imagine all the fun I could have with him if it really turned out to be a sex party, but he snapped me out of my dream."Do you. I want you to know that you're not alone. I have many kinks, my friend. I'm a dominant top, but I'm also a good guy and could be a great mentor. Let me know if you want to talk about it." - ToddSo here I am... Reading that message over and over. Not knowing what to do. So I didn't respond right away. That night, after 2 glasses of wine, I changed my mind. "Hi Todd. Thanks so much for your message. You seem super nice. ;) I'd love to meet."I had written replies like that in the past, but had.