......... stimulation." As I speak, I ease two fingers inside your lacy thong, and rub them slowly up and down your rapidly moistening slit. The lips ...of your pussy swell and part. You give a tiny gasp as I first brush your clit, then push one finger into your wet hole. "But then what can you have experienced in just 18 years?" I muse, almost to myself, as I slowly finger fuck you, feeling your tight hole tense and relax as I push my finger in and out. "Oh Professor," you breath, "I promise you. ” I was hard as a rock. I opened the drawer of the night stand. I hoped that I still had some condoms left in there. It had been a long time since I looked. “You don’t have to worry, Mike. I’m on the pill. Don doesn’t want any kids.” I quickly moved between her legs and lowered myself into her, entering slowly and savouring every inch of her vagina. She sighed. I kissed her and began a slow rhythm with deep strokes. Soon our movements became more frantic. I sensed that she was about to come,. “I wonder what the Dean would say if she knew that you were running this scam? Taking advantage of people, tricking them into believing is some blurse, and paying for your drinks.”I took two steps towards him—intending to close the door in his face—but his eyes grew wide in fear, and he fled.“Dumbass,” I cursed him under my breath. I wasn’t running any scam, and if the Dean had any problems, I’d gone on the record multiple times, stating I didn’t believe in it. I closed the door, making sure it. . lovely old trees… more shots of Wendy… yummy, a shot of Wendy in a bikini! She’s a lovely young girl, nice body. Damn, look at that rack of tits! If I was her father… hehehe.” Gwen interjected, “Beautiful! If I was her mother… hehehe.” “ And some more interior shots of their home… I have no idea who those folks are… George and Julienne posing nicely… probably in their dining room… and two more of Wendy with her mother.” Gwen said, “Nelson, show me the one of Wendy again. No, the one with her.