“Yes sir” she said, out of automatic obedience as she turned around and piled the papers neatly at a side. She then climbed on top of it and sat f...acing the professor, her legs dangling from the edge.“Now lie down and pull your legs up, but keep them wide so that I can see your cunt” he ordered again and she followed almost immediately. She lay down on the table and pulled her legs up at the edge, but kept them wide apart so that her pussy was gape open and ready for use. The professor stood up. Making little in and out moves and moving his hips slightly from side to side she soon was accustomed to his size as it just entered her. He told her she was tight, but slick and wet. And she was very, very warm inside. She loved her loving as much if not more than the next woman and his slow penetration sent pleasure and joy to fill her entire body. Her toes were curled, and she found her arms clutching his arse and trying to pull the rest of his body into hers.It seemed forever, and it seemed. Those words are all right for a wife to say to her husband... or for you to say to your priest. You can say 'cock' and 'cunt' to me, Vicki. And you must tell me what you are doing... and what you want to do. God will speak through us as we find out what we should do."Hesitantly, the girl reached down with both hands and wrapped them around the gargantuan shaft, pressing it closer to the pulpy, wet softness of her vulva. Then she began to rub it up and down in the slit as he had been doing."What. “And Mum said it’s a ninety-fifth percentile. So is it fixed?”I sighed while I tried to get my head round the implications. “Yes it is fixed,” I admitted, “though whether you ought to have it back is a different question.”“You’re supposed to fix it for us not steal it,” Jaz was instantly ready for battle.“ ... well ... yes, alright,” I gave in. Perhaps it was a bit late to try and save them from it, if that was even a sensible idea at this stage in proceedings. “It’s in the utility, after a.