How did she want me to prove it? I knew I was bigger than what she drew. Was she kidding? Was she hitting on me? I just didn't think it was possible f...r her to want me like I wanted her. "What, should I just whip it out right here? I know I'm bigger than that! So should I just whip it out or what?" I said just to see what her reaction was. "I don't know? I don't care," she said as she looked at me.I thought, is she serious? "Okay, I'm gonna just whip it out. Right now, here I go," I replied.. When she told him to go, he did just that. He rolled over, jumped up and almost ran down the hall. He didn't know how long she'd give him to get to the room and get undressed, but he didn't want to risk failing her test if she hurried after him. James had been thinking about tonight ever since he'd seen her in the coffee shop that day and he couldn't let his plans be derailed. He'd become almost obsessed with the thoughts of their first time together, so much so that his grades had slipped. Nomore pain."Olga dragged Alan across the room and into the back area where she hadwaxed him. She wasted no time pulling off his bathrobe and then kneltdown, holding out a thin white panty as he stepped into it."Sorry dear, but this part is a must." Olga forcefully pushed histesticles inside him and pulled back his limp penis."A little dignity please," Alan whined. "Easy!" Sorry, at this point, what does it matter honey," said Olga, snappingthe tight waistband and pulling the thin rear strap. ‘Oh my gawd, they’re back already, let me go,’ Bonnie squealed franticly but I continued to caress her breasts. Breasts that were fuller and rounder than her daughter’s still growing young beauties. ‘Please Tommy,’ she pled. I let my hands drop to my sides. ‘Kiss it,’ I ordered. ‘We don’t have time,’ Bonnie cried as she struggled to reattach her bra. I let her. Then I let her button up her dress even while keeping her hemmed in with my body. My cock was poking her. ‘Put it away … hurry.’ ‘Kiss.