I know you're a little young for this trip, but you aren't a bad looking girl. In a couple of years I may be looking for someone like you." "Me?" ... She was flattered. "Yes, you. How old are you anyway, 17, eighteen?" "Just turned sixteen." She blushed at his embellishment, but was appreciative nonetheless. "They should be ready any minute." He promised, handing her a digital camera and admiring her thin waist and firm buttocks. He walked over and opened the door a crack, peering. She told me everything in long technical details.As she went on narrating, I could find that she is not a simple lady, she is a gorgeous learned woman, with much more practical knowledge, which an ordinary MCA, programmer could not have. But she was mesmerized with the way I showed her mistakes in the program.One after another, our discussion went in to more details, I showed her many reference from the same article, to substantiate my point. In no time we became good friends, and were. I felt her fingers clenching deeper and deeper inside my ass cheeks. Only this time she did not stop. She kept thrusting. She pulled on my hair when I started moaning, and kept going. A pulse of electricity was building, I could feel it. I knew I was near, I could feel it, and so could she. She began thrusting even harder. Deeper. She began biting my shoulders so hard she left it bruised. I was panting, moaning and breathing heavily, drenched in sweat despite the cold. I so wanted it to happen.. ' But, thereI just did, didn't I? I'm planning something special fortonight. Just thought I'd warn you." He blushed into the phone.The rest of the day went by quickly. He had many people walk bythe glass doors of the building department trying to sneak alook at his nails to see if it was true. Apparently, word hadgotten out about the discrimination laws and policies. All thedepartment managers were told the have quick meetings with theirstaffs. As often as he could, he left his hands on top of.