"How does that feel," Doctor Morgan calmed tenderly while shaving away the last vestiges of her pubic fur, "you're clean as a whistle!?!" "We both seem to have unbelievably puffy vaginas don't we," Angela lied, "so why don't I lay down on my head and you can climb on top of me and press your clitoris into mine!?!"

"Just awful," he craned tenderly, "seeing your aunt using a thick cotton penis to do the job I'm roiled to be doing is exceedingly depressing!"