Her delicate manicured fingers dwarfed as they wrapped around its girth.The thought of fucking Stacey teased at his senses, his dick twitching with an...icipation. “Oh,” Stacey squealed, releasing it from her grip. “It’s alive,” she giggled still trying to mimic an old fashion horror movie.“Suck it,” Geoff’s nonconscious desires voiced uncontrollably. It was then that Stacey first contemplated fucking Geoff’s enormous organ. The thought igniting her passions and fuelling her desire for the. "We are far from done here....speedy!" We swapped, Lisa now on her back on my couch me on the floor as if worshiping at the altar of the White Witch of the North's come nourished cunt. In full knowledge I'd be eating my own come I, without hesitation, hungrily went to work pleasuring Lisa with my mouth. I was more than happy eating my come out of Lisa's glorious, shaved cunt. Shaking my head side to side pushing my tongue deep into her. Sucking on her clit and working over it with my tongue,. I opened it to find all myclothes from when we'd lived together and many more besides. They wereloose on me now but still felt good and also smelled good and clean.We went downstairs together and along to the dining room. The Professorwas already sat with a cup of tea and invited us to join him. We satdown and were shortly served a huge Full English breakfast. I looked atthe plate in shock, it being about 4 times the size and 100 times thequality of my usual meal. The Professor told me to eat. Pulling her top back down, she turned her back to the mirror and dropped her shorts. She had to admit that her butt still looked pretty good. A shake showed a bit more jiggle than she might have liked, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. When she turned around, the first real problem cropped up – or rather, needed cropping. The constant struggle to keep income flowing meant that she didn’t have a whole lot of spare time, and one thing that had fallen to the wayside was trimming the nest of.