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Needless to say, I was a HUGE fan of B.F. Skinner and Pavlov, Classical Conditioning and Behavior Modification. It wasn't until my senior year that my focus evolved in a totally different direction. During one of my classes in Female Sexuality, my professor totally dismissed the possibility of females having a 'G-Spot'. He cited study after study denouncing the existence of a G-Spot, some of them involving MRI exams and other methods of detecting deviances in the physiology of the female vagina. I knew from personal experience they were wrong. Little did I know, proving it would become my life's work. When writing my thesis, I knew going in the major problem with it. It was based on purely anecdotal evidence. I knew I had a G-Spot. One of my most productive masturbation techniques involved inserting two fingers into my vagina and massaging my G-Spot. It was easy to find, pronounced, and it had a very unique texture when compared to the smooth, slick texture of the other parts of my vagina. So, why couldn't scientist find it, especially when some of them had examined thousands of women? It took a very long time for me to develop my hypothesis. I tested it on myself. I knew that finding my G-Spot was easy during masturbation, and how wonderful it felt to massage it. What I didn't know was if it was so pronounced all the time, or only during heightened sexual arousal. That's the thing none of the studies controlled for, so that's what I needed to find out. At first, I knew I'd be my own best subject, even though anything I uncovered would be purely anecdotal. I didn't care. I had to start somewhere. I had to wait until I was not even close to being turned on. With plenty of lube at the ready, I worked first one and then another finger inside my vagina. I worked quickly to feel the inside of my vagina, especially the upper front wall, which was where I'd always found my G-Spot. Sure enough, either it wasn't there, or I couldn't find it. Conversely, after masturbating myself to full arousal, I could not only find it, but massaging it brought me to orgasm quickly. After just over thirty days of conducting the experiment during every stage of ovulation, including menstruation, my findings were consistent. When I was sufficiently aroused, I found my G-Spot easily. When I wasn't aroused first, I couldn't find it at all. I was convinced. When I presented my seven page report to Dr. Cannon, the Dean of the Psychology Department, I sat across his desk holding my breath while he read it. Finally, he lowered his chin, looking at me over his reading glasses. "You know, young lady, this doesn't prove anything. It's a study of one—totally anecdotal, and therefore unreliable. You're refuting the findings of some of the most blowjob famous and notable Sexologists and Gynecologists in the world." I lowered my eyes, "Yes, Sir. I understand." "Still" he continued, "It's not totally without merit . . . not as a conclusion, but merely as an interesting hypothesis." fat "Thank you, Sir." Finally, he said, "I'll tell you what: I'm granny going to take this to our Board of Directors and see what they think. If they don't laugh me out of their office, you'd better be prepared to sit in front of them and further explain your findings. Do you understand?" I stood up, "Yes, Sir. I won't let you down, Sir. I really appreciate— "Don't thank me yet." "Yes, Sir." I was sitting in a wooden chair several feet in front of a long table. On the other side, sitting in padded, and I assumed comfortable, office chairs was the university Board of Directors, three females, and two males. A week ago while browsing and swiping on Tinder, I came across a girl named Brenda, a fat single mother. After a while of just cuddling on the chair, Stephanie stirred. It's okay to talk to yourself as long as you remember who's speaking. “Hope you enjoy,” Jane teased him. "No!! "Happy Birthday sweetie, granny Can’t wait for tonight! Old enough to fuck. The people of the village shunned modernity, much like the Amish. I asked Mr. Davidson for a bathroom break as Dakota was pregnant. I plowed into her, her bowels squeezing down on my cock. The last bit took the most courage as we had to walk (run) for about 20 yards through the sun beds and then jump into the pool. We're still trying to figure out how to house them to fit their physical and psychological needs, trying blowjob to balance the natural environment that they're used to and the human environment that they've evolved to. It... twitched as we were coming up the hill. “It's not like stabbing a sword through them will do much.

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I should show Daddy how a true daughter loved him. Not like a whore, but something pure and beautiful. My thighs rubbed together beneath my nightgown, my poor panties soaked. A frustrating ache filled me. When I burst in, I would see to Sam getting spanked so hard. She would be punished, and Daddy would love me. I hated Sam so much for stealing— —having the guts to lose her virginity. I was happy for Sam, but so envious all at the same time. It was so exciting listening to her and Daddy making love. I smiled, my pussy fat aching. I pulled my fingers from my virgin snatch, buzzing from my orgasm. It was so hot masturbating to Sam losing her virginity. I had such delicious orgasms listening to their passion. I was so envious of her. If that eighteen-year-old cutie could have the courage to lose her virginity to Daddy, why not me? I was twenty. Older. I licked my spicy juices off my fingers, granny savoring it. My entire body buzzed from that wonderful orgasm. Sam was such a bold girl. I really, really wished I had her courage. I swallowed, shivering as I cleaned my fingers. Why couldn't I have the courage? Daddy loved us both. He was so patient with me, to wait for me to be ready to make love to him. Maybe... Maybe it was tonight. My heart thundered in my chest. I licked my lips, struggling to gain the courage to get up. I had to do it. This was the time. My sister could do it. I could do it. I rolled out of bed, my entire body trembling. I padded to the door, biting my lip. I wished I was as blowjob brave as Sam. She was so fearless. How could we be sisters? He got both his legs blown away. She smiled at us and said yes. They groped her ass and her tits. I-I can’t… it’s too good… too… much… I granny don’t… think… I can, make it” “well if you’re going blowjob to be such a little bitch about it I’m just gonna have to do thiiisss” she said riding my dick slower turning up the heat. Thankfully the match ended soon and Mike and Pete said that they had to leave. "You did. “Shit I’m down! Wait… Did she just refer to me as a girl? He filled Keegan’s hole with loads and loads of warm jizz, slowing his pace while arching his back and standing on his tiptoes. Just let me hold you.” I felt a tear running down my cheek, shit! She went after the broom as I hogtied the corpse. It moved to the back of my throat and I gagged. And, as far as fat Jan was concerned, Alex's penis and sperm would do just fine, thank you.


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