Rose4Emily
They're a friend's pearls
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"I trust you can take off your own shirt, Professor," Michele said as she unbuckled his belt and opened his slacks. Dr. Edgeways did not reply. He seemed almost unconscious.
"You poor dear," Michele clucked, worried about his health. She went down to the foot of the bed and removed his socks. "All the excitement at dinner must have you exhausted."
Then she unbuttoned his shirt and helped him sit up so she could pull it off of him. Laying him gently back on the mattress, she carefully pushed his pants down and freed them from his thin legs. Last, she slipped off his briefs the same way.
His penis lay against his thigh, partially engorged. It looked so pretty there in the dim light. Michele gazed at it with curiosity as she softly spoke. "Are you ready to sleep now, Professor, or would you like some company?"
"You poor dear," Michele clucked, worried about his health. She went down to the foot of the bed and removed his socks. "All the excitement at dinner must have you exhausted."
Then she unbuttoned his shirt and helped him sit up so she could pull it off of him. Laying him gently back on the mattress, she carefully pushed his pants down and freed them from his thin legs. Last, she slipped off his briefs the same way.
His penis lay against his thigh, partially engorged. It looked so pretty there in the dim light. Michele gazed at it with curiosity as she softly spoke. "Are you ready to sleep now, Professor, or would you like some company?"