I could see her inner thighs still wet from her cum juices, her legs trembling a bit, and as she started to fondle my balls my prick I could not help ...but feeling great a dream like fantasy was happening to me, she ask me if I like what was happening, I could not say no because I was really enjoying it she bended forward so she could take my prick in her mouth, one could tell she was not comfortable in this area, she was use to do it to please her husband but not to get any joy out if, she. Something was a little different. They were a darker colour, and her cheeks were… she was blushing. Why would she be blushing?‘Are you alright?’ He asked eventually.She downed the rest of her glass and put it back in the kitchen. ‘I’m fine,’ she nodded, and padded back up to her bedroom.‘Whatever,’ he said after a moment, and went into the kitchen to get himself a coffee. It was a cool day, and coffee was his preferred remedy for a chilly day. There was some news on the TV, telling him about. Springer and Ndenga started to join us across the stream but Bonnie signaled for them to stop. She made it clear that I was to make contact with the clan and try to earn their trust. Otherwise, they would just continue to move away from the research camp, making any observation and study nearly impossible. The joint heads of the research team weren't pleased at being left out but saw the wisdom of her plan.Bonnie and I were probably two hundred yards into the trees and entering another clearing. I was beat. Being a Director had its perks, but also was grueling, at least in the beginning.My phone rang.“This is David.”“Hi David, its Mark Newberg. Do you have time to talk about what you and your wife are looking for in a new home?”“Absolutely!”I put him on speaker phone signaling Jill to come join the conversation.Jill began. “Mr. Newberg, what I have in mind is something with breath-taking views. A house to entertain. Something in the $25 million or under range.”“Ma’am, saying beautiful.