What was she doing during all this?”She chuckled but her face was saddened, “My mother, right.” She chuckled, again. “My mother is a weak woma...n. I think she was thankful to have a man. She was beautiful, really beautiful. But I sometimes thought all that beauty came at the price of not have much intelligence. If he beat me, she just watched. She didn’t even look the other way. I struggled for a long time with my feelings for her and finally decided that I felt so sorry for her that I couldn’t. .i got slight erection in my dick inside my jeans….She suddenly Kisses on mu lips…and told me…hey Aman …i love you……….i was socked….after a silence i replied back….love u too baby and kisses on her lips……. after some time we started exchanging our lip locks and were engaged in Kissing with passion. suddenly we felt some movement as it was Interval time……..we rearranged our self…..then i brought some popcorns and coke… we took that and in between movie got started….after some time we again. Debbie was blonde and a bit slow to understand complicated instructions. She was extremely attractive and her attitude was a blessing in disguise. The fact that she had been raised to be obedient to men and to do her best to follow any instruction given by her superiors made her a favorite of the male researchers and they often teased her by seeing how far she would go to follow an order. Young Harry was a culprit in that regard and once had her on her knees allowing him to feed her pudding. “I can see you’re good to go, so let the games begin”, I replied. “But I told you when we talked the other day that I respect both you and Tim too much to fuck you.” “Yes, I know, stud, but instead of tiny balls below a teeny weenie, you have what looks likes large marshmallows in your nut sack. I hope you’ll let me toast them for you with my mouth, or at least my hands.” “Hon, be my guest……..anytime you want to,” I hoarsely replied as my dick throbbed violently at the thought of her doing.