You are still quite stunned by how swiftly out of hand this whole situation has gotten. In particular, you can not help but focus on the girl who asked Dr. Graf about erect penises in the first place, the same girl who was the first to sit up much closer and offer her foot ruler in an inadequate attempt at measurement. Her hair is a bit redder and her skin a bit paler than you're ordinarily into, but she makes up for that not only with a facial beauty with a dreamy lazy-hazy look in her eyes, but her sheer massiveness of bosom, rather conservatively buttoned up within a straining blouse.
"Dr. Graf," she asks, "what's that top part, that looks like the cap of a mushroom? Is that the cockhead?"
Dr. Graf coughs, repressing a laugh. "Ah, no, Kat -- but girls, did you hear that? Kat asked an excellent question. This part ... here ... is what we call the glans."
Kat seems confused. "The glands?"
"No, glans, G-L-A-N-S."
Dr. Graf goes on to urge the girls to notice how remarkably well circumcised you are, and the girls collectively answer with something like "Mmm, yeah, right, uh-huh!" She also points out some veins supplying blood for the erection, and again the girls go "Oh yeah, uh-huh, sure, wow!" You get the feeling that Dr. Graf could say pretty much anything and that these cockstruck chicks would mindlessly nod along.
"Now, , we can't have you walking around like this, so I'm going to, ah ... jack you off now!" So saying, Dr. Graf allows some of your precum to dribble into her hand for lubrication, then swiftly makes good on her progress.
You're worried. "Ah, maybe we should back away from the girls a bit ... "
"Oh, , we're a few feet away, we'll be fine, and they want a good view."
"No, really, I ... I ... "
"Are you having trouble climaxing, ? What turns you on?"
"Big tits!" you blurt out, faster than you can censor yourself.
"Oh, I'll help!" Kat volunteers, and immediately her blouse buttons are undone and a simply amazing expanse of cleavage lolls into full view before you.
Between Kat's bust and Dr. Graf's hand, there's no holding back any more, and all females are clearly impressed by how your ropes of semen splatter all over Kat's head, face, upper body and bazooms, like some garden hose gone wild.
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