Unlike my make-up tutorial channel, which is probably where you know me from anyway, this page is going to be more career-oriented.Officially, I am an... Outsider Biologist, specializing in common and exotic reproductive habits. It’s a super-classy way of saying I study how monsters fuck! And yes, I do love my job. But it was recently pointed out by one of my more regular, human friends that there’s a really high barrier of entry to even recreational monster-fucking. Namely, most humans don’t. “Why do you feed the birds?” Cherie wondered. “Because it keeps me calm and happy!” Mr. Brooks answered her abruptly, almost shouting. He made his way slowly down the basement steps, with his “shadow” following a step behind. He concentrated on repairing a feeder that had come apart, as the girl roamed around the basement, eyeing up his tools and equipment. “Why do you have all these tools?” she asked in wonderment. “They are for different types of jobs,” the irritated man answered. She sidled. Mom's room was slightly bigger than mine but didn't have much of the space because she had two draws. one for her clinic clothes one for her non-clinic clothes. I didn't know how she managed with the clothes and her bed. Every Sunday she does the laundry all the clothes by her self.As usual, she woke up not to find me the bed with her and she called for me. I said "in here mom", coughing a bit. She knew what I need so she made me some herbal tea and pleased her self some my all time favourite. I glanced over at Billy and mom and they were doing the same. I than without breaking the kiss moved my hands to caress June's young breasts. They were firm yet still small, her nipples were a pale pink with a slight cone shape to them. To my suprise her nipples started to harden as I rolled them between my fingers. Billy didn't take the hint, so I took one of his hands and placed it on moms larger but still shaply tit. I played with mom's available tit for a moment before guiding Billy's.