Of course it was shaved. I shaved it out of vanity because that makes it look even bigger.Her eyes widened and she said, "That is one awesome cock!"Ag...in it was the wrong thing to say. As my dick started to wither she recovered, quickly and cleverly.With her fingernail along the shaft she said, "You call this a cock? You know the little pencils they give you at mini-golf? That's your dick. You're fucking deformed."It was a miracle. I was hard again.I moved closer to her but she pushed me. 'So were you going to fuck this', I asked him straight out, I was curious, and I wanted to see him do it.As I held it in one hand I pushed two fingers into the tight opening and made an in and out motion, a huge broad smile on my face, to which thankfully, he relaxed and laughed along with me.'Do you want me to do it for you', I asked him, a little more edge and serious note to my voice, 'I mean who is to know, we are alone', I added, never ashamed of letting a small thing such as family. Skillfully opening her lips with the use of his tongue. Alicia ground up into his face and one hand snaked under her ass and began to thumb at her opening and the other grabbed a hold of her taught exposed nipple. Alicia threw her head back in pleasure ensuring that there was not a single sound that escaped her lips as she drew closer to orgasm. Martin slowed his pace as Alicia became more and more eager. Beyond the sound of blood rushing in her ears she could hear him unzipping his pants and. Sitting in the stifling, dry, hot lecture hall, her stomach turned to a pit as the lumbering, sweaty Professor Ludovic churned up and down the aisles handing back midterm exam books. She flipped through all the pages, red ink splattered over her gray pencil marks, and found the last page. A fat red F stood there, circled several times. 43/100. And ‘SEE ME!’ in big block letters with several lines under it for emphasis. The blood rushed from Christi’s head and her vision swam. She didn’t hear a.