There is a knock at the door, and I open it. I say hello, and in walks a very professional looking couple, dressed in office clothes. He is about 5�...��10”, in OK shape wearing khaki pants and a button down shirt. She has black hair is a little heavy, and short wearing a skirt to her knees, and a white blouse. I show them to the couch, and I sit in a chair next to it. They seem impressed by my little spread, and the guy right away starts to eat some crackers with cheese. We make some small talk. As I walked through the door, it was easy to see this was a very low-profit organization. It looked like what you might do to your garage if you had twenty minutes of free time. A man in his early thirties walked in the room and smiled as he offered me his hand."You must be John," he said cordially. "I'm Bryan. Steve told me a lot about you. I hope I can be of some help."I studied him closely trying to see if I could get a read on him. Although I wasn't against religion, I wasn't looking to get. Perkins is calling my name. I jerk my head up and he says “Miss Galliard, are you okay?”No, but I don’t have to think about school for two days! I reply, “I’m fine, I just had a headache. Probably my period coming up.”He nods his head as if to sympathize (or empathize, I can never remember which is which) like he knows what it feels like to have your insides twist and churn and bleed between your thighs for a week every month. He says, “I hope you feel better and can study tonight. Tomorrow’s. She was on top riding his dick. She was bouncing up and down. Her giant breasts were swaying back and forth… up and down. Sticky sweet covered both of their bodies. She began to cum like crazy all over Ryan. There was so much liquid. I placed my hand down my pants and began to stoke my dick though my boxers. My mom finally pulled off of Ryan revealing his massive cock. I retreated back into the darken hallway fearful that they might see me. Seconds later, I poked my head back into the room and.