You come to my house weekly to be tutored for school. This week I ask you what we should start with, algebra maybe? Or should we start with Spanish, what do you think? You ask me if I can transform into the She-Hulk for you. "Oh! You heard about that....? Well, um, it's not something I can do. If I do that I will lose my job, and not to mention my house! Look at this tiny loft. I'll go through the ceiling! No, sorry." I turn around to grab a book, and when I turn back, I see you've whipped your cock out. "Um, excuse me! Put that away!" I'm flustered, but then I start looking at it. "It's so bi... Show more