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I’m just a little embarrassed, can you understand that?” “Yes, I guess so. But you shouldn’t be. It’s a hell of a story. I found it mesmerizing.” Teresa laughed. “Well, I’m happy for you. But please don’t pass it around, okay? It could make things a bit awkward, you know?” “I wouldn’t do that. It’s between us. You motivate me, what can I say?” “Milo, do you remember my sister Melanie? You met her at the hospital.” “Of course.” “After you left my room that day she said she thought you had a crush on me. You don’t have a crush on me do Big Boobs you, Milo?” “A crush? Hell, I’m way past crush.” He smiled at her and gave a slight, helpless shrug. He left her with a muddled look on her face. Milo was pleased when he went to the next class. He saw forced smiles instead of stern looks. And when he learned of the next assignment he redhead got a tingle in his crotch and couldn’t wait to get started. The assignment was to write an essay defining an abstract word or term; a word or term that could be used and interpreted in multiple ways. Milo was excited and knew instantly what abstract term he would write about: The word LOVE. That night he sat down and began to write and the words flowed out of him and through fetish his fingers. It was stream-of-consciousness, automatic, effortless. Another A, he knew it. Teresa had plodded through a few essays covering the terms beauty, integrity (2), stupidity, blackness, contentment and courage before she came to Milo’s. It was titled simply, ‘Love’. She thought it was perfect, so simple, a word we all use everyday in so many ways. She was half-excited and half-afraid as she began reading. It was well-written as usual. She was impressed by the number of interpretations and examples of usage Milo had come up with. The essay flowed easily from the very first paragraph and related how casually the word is used in daily life. People say I love your sweater, or I love your hair. I spat out the shiny, slimy dick and answered. Leaning backwards, sinking her nails into his muscular thighs. He didn’t have her cock all the way down his throat, but he was doing an admirable job for a first-timer. Everything looked soft and elegant, even the workers. He was too large! I walk back to the house about two and a half hours later, my body feeling sore and my good hand lugging a bag filled with the bare necessities. The experience right now had been much, much more intense though. After few more sessions after office, we planned to have a session for the whole night. Long ropes of her fetish guts hanging in redhead loose tangles over the rack leaving her midsection a ragged empty cavity. When she did, her slick cum flooded my mouth, my face and the pillow on each side of my head. Both man looked nervously at the crowd, I stepped in closer, lowering Big Boobs my voice so only the two men could hear. “Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” she screamed.