Didn't like the people, didn't like the business. Everyone out to work someone for a connection. I worked a lot, but had no life, and even though it w...as my dream to work in the movies I couldn't hack it. I hated the weird hours and the uncertainty and the freelancing nature of the job. So I left." "That's really not so sad, David." She had started tapping at his foot with her pointed toe, tap tap tap. "Well." He thought about it. "I work at Dolby, so yeah, it's not so sad. They pay me well. I strip off all my clothes and look at my naked body. Funny, somehow it looks better now than it did this morning, but I need to wear something more sexy. I pull out all my clothes from my wardrobe and go thought it all. First off my underwear; most of my knickers are ok, but not so my bras. Out of the six pairs I have, only two are decent, but they are all pretty boring. In desperation I attack one pair with scissors, cutting off the top half of the cups. Wow, what a difference that makes,. ”“Yes, yes, yes,” Peony moaned, her face contorting as she came on her fingers, her desk rocking.Christine bit her lip. “May I ... touch one, Henrietta?”“I think I would like that very much,” I purred and stepped forward, my tentacles reaching before me.Christine reached out with a hesitant hand. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a wonderful shiver through me. I groaned as her finger stroked me, gathering my cunny juices glistening like dew on the purple appendage. She brought her finger to. Warm. Sweat."Yes," he thought back to her."Cathleen's pussy..." she thought back. Over and over she thought"Cathleen's pussy..."Lori leaned to John's ear. "You love the smell of Cathleen's pussy. Sogood... so good..." And she repeated it.From Lori, "Cathleen's pussy... breath deep... Cathleen's pussy..."John could focus on nothing else. The amazing smell of his wife's pussyfilled his senses. He loved the smell. Wanted more. At that moment,his entire focus was on that smell and how much.