But since my husbands death, all that had been forgotten: until Dan had came to stay with us.While I stare into the darkness of the window I become aw...are of the reflection that’ s before me; of the two of them on the floor behind me. I smile at the quirk of it, like watching a hidden camera. Jez is squirming on the floor underneath Dan.Kneeling over her, he’s tickling her first on the neck then the waist. She’s in convulsions, legs kicking out against the delightful torture, her white thighs. ” Her tongue licked at the tip of his meat. She looked up at him, testing and tasting the substance on her tongue. She smiled, grabbed his growing member, milking it, and licking just the tip one more time. She stood up in front of him, her striking blue eyes captivating his. “Don’t you want to know if I liked it?” she whispered. He nodded. “Share it with me,” she whispered into my mouth, drawing close to kiss him, “and I’ll tell you.” He opened his lips to receive her. The tongue that had. Maybe I just needed a hard futa-D reaming my pussy. “Don't want to slam my dick into me and enjoy my hot concha?”“Tempting,” she said. “But, sadly, against the college's rules. Unless you want to start dating me. We could use the Stacie-clause and have all the fun we want.”“I'm not dating no one,” I said. “I want to enjoy all the futa-putas I can. There are too many girl-dicks out there to tie to one.”“Right,” she said, that skepticism returning. “Well, I have to get back to the rehearsal. You. You’re lucky I didn’t attack you.”The woman laughed. “I’m lucky?” she asked.*Benjamin Taylor walked down the hall, amazed at theconfusion. Despite his black leather and drawn weapon, noone was paying him any attention. Every room he passed bywas filled with arguing people, and every guard post hepassed by looked like a firefight had just broken out. Hewas almost becoming disappointed that no sexy labscientists were around to admire his cool appearance.He.