Professor Watson sat in his chair, hands clasped in his lap to hide the straining bulge in his trousers. She was beautiful, he thought, a marvel of na...ture. Perfectly flat tummy, the way her contours curved inward from her pelvis to form a shallow hollow that ran diagonally across the top of her thighs to her pubis, accentuating the feathery plume of dark hair between her legs. He watched, waiting with baited breath for the third and final secret of her splendour to be revealed.His eyes bounced. After a few minutes, she sensed my dilemma. "Does this feel good?" It feels great," I answered, "but I am not sure I am going to get it like this."She gave me a smile, licked my chin and maneuvered the best she could to get her mouth on my cock, which was not easy to do in the car. I loved having her mouth on my dick, but she was out an odd angle and could not go up and down very well. After a minute she said, "screw this, let's go back to my grandmother's."I was dumbfounded, "your. So, she'd been reading the love stories when Edith was done with them. At first the words were confusing, but she was getting so much better at it. It might take her two days to read one of the books, but she was doing it. Nobody knew why the 'b' and 'd' always got confused in her head but they didn't call her a dummy, and good for nothing but spreading her legs.Jethro wanted her to get her high school degree but she couldn't do that until she got to be a better reader and the words didn't get. Sea floor spreading is..." he kept on talking but she just watched his lips move. She longed for him to kiss all over her body with those lips. She couldn't believe that she was thinking these thoughts. She was the most innocent girl at Hilson High school. She never got in trouble and no teacher ever yelled at her. "Lany?" he said jolting her out of her fantasy. "Yeah?" "Did you hear me?" he asked. "Not fully..." "I said that the sea floor's crust moves from the maga pushing the old crust and.