Her sphincter, resolute guardian of her bowels that the ring of muscleis, refused, at first, to grant me entry, but, of course, I persisted.Her asshol... continued to deny me entrance. I held my prick in place,against its tendency to ride up, along the cleavage of Frankie'sbuttocks, rather than to enter her resistant anus, and, shoving firmly,managed to force a couple of inches of my rigid malehood through thetight portal to her innermost depths.I shoved half the length of my erection through. The next moment, the slippery knob of Timothy's penis plopped inside. Cindy gasped, and seemed to clench tighter around the boy's penis. Then she relaxed a little, and interlaced fingers with him, as she began to move up and down, ever-so-slightly.After a while, she increased her pace. Still taking-in only a third of Timothy's manhood, she fluidly moved up and down, and gyrated her pussy around the throbbing shaft that it was wrapped around.Soon, the girl moaned louder, and clenched her fingers. As a sixteen year-old kid, he was just so powerless. If he was eighteen, he could marry her, and between them they could adopt the kids or something. Actually, he could marry her now, maybe. That might solve her immigration status. The problem was that you could only get married at age sixteen if you had parental consent. Where would this leave Shahia? Trying that would probably make everything worse. And even if it was possible, then they'd be married, he'd have to work. He could leave school. “Nobody is holding a gun to your head,” I replied flatly.“Ignore him,” Mary laughed. “He’s just cranky because we’re going to run a bunch of tests on him.”“If by ‘a bunch’ you mean over a hundred, yeah, ‘a bunch’,” I groused.“Doctor Mary, I tried VERY hard last night to keep him in a good mood. I’m sorry.”“Don’t sweat it. He’s actually less cranky than I expected. Thank you!”“Well, Doctor Frankenstein, what’s up first?”“A physical, of course.”“You just can’t wait to get your hands on me,” I.