Zaaijer couldn't remember was her name hadbeen was now a high class hooker. Dr. Zaaijer got her to believe thatprostitute was just another type of re...ceptionist, except now she wouldreceiving a man's penis into the folds of her hands, her mouth and herpussy. It paid much more than being a 'conventional receptionist' andshe could set her own hours. To her it was a step up. The number of wellpaid hookers grew in New Zealand's bigger cities. Most of the increasehad been Dr. Zaaijer's former. Her stiff nipples throbbed against her son's palms. He shivered with excitement, her swollen tits telling him how aroused she was."Come on, Mom, let me fuck you," he pleaded. "You know you need it!" No," Jodie moaned. "Oh, Dane, no!"She worked her fist with lightening speed up and down his nearly-exploding cock, trying desperately to get him off before he seduced her into something much more serious. He was already trying to roll on top of her, but her pumping fist distracted him. He stiffened,. Her breathing became ragged as she felt his hands cup her ass and pull her hard into him. She ground herself into him frantically her entire body was on fire with passion, passion for someone other than her husband. When the kiss ended, both were panting, somehow one of his hands had slipped up her sweater and was gently tweaking her tender nipple. “Get in.” Was all she could manage to say? He didn’t argue he walked around the car and slid in the passenger side. Annie got in and started. With his eyes still closed as he dealt with the horrible taste, he stoppered the vial and handed it back to Ikuno. “That was awful,” he said when he could finally speak. Looking up at Ikuno he asked, “do I at least have neat looking red eyes like you now?”“Kal, it’s full daylight out and my eyes are still green, the red is only visible in darkness.”“I know, but I was hoping for something more immediate to make it worth the flavor.”Ikuno just chuckled and started walking towards the entrance to.