” I said, stroking my slick cock.“Do you wanna see my titties?” She asked, sex kitten mode back on.“Yeah.”She sat backwards and slowly unbut...toned her shirt. With a grin, she pealed it off, revealing a very boring plain bra. Still smiling, she reached behind her back and unsnapped it and pulled it off, revealing her very adult tits.“Do you like my titties Daddy?” She asked coyly, pushing her arms together to smash her tits together.“Yeah baby, I love them.” I replied, smiling back at. She’d even seduced a professor at her school into giving her a passing grade in return for unlimited sex in his office, bending over his desk, on top of the Xerox machine, pushed up against the file cabinet. Against his will, his own sex had lengthened and hardened in response to her frank and erotic declaration. Under his black cassock, he throbbed and swelled despite the desperate prayers he ran through his head. When he had finally managed to give her absolution and penance, he had not been. No hymen, which was unfortunate but explained by the girl’s athleticism, but the girl was dry inside so it wasn’t her time of the month. If she’d been bleeding, the old woman would have had to delay until it was over and the girl was clean again.When the girl was securely strapped down, the old woman had brought her out of the trance and cast a truth enchantment on her.“Are you a virgin?” the old woman had asked.“Yes”, the girl had readily replied. Or had there been an almost imperceptible. Yet she also knew there was an emptiness in their lives. They hadn't made love in almost three years. She couldn't. She had very little feeling or movement from her chest down. The skin grafts and pins in her bones sometimes made even simple things like holding hands painful. Never mind having sex.Brent never complained. He never mentioned it. She knew that sometimes he surfed for porn on the computer when she wasn't around. When out in public, his eyes wandered. And she couldn't blame him. At.