"Boss, I've been doing this for eighty-seven years subjective, from just about the start of this."She paused long enough for him to nod an acknowledgm...ent."Everything we've done has been to preserve that planet so they could get off it in an orderly manner instead of a panicked evacuation and I've been involved with most of the big ones: the libraries like Alexandria, making the old man so sick he had tostep down before Prinzip and his buds showed up. Making those student pilots disappear.. She had told himnot to be early. He watched the soap operas, game shows, talk shows, andlocal news all go by in a blur. Finally, at about 15 minutes to six, hehopped up, locked his room, and headed to his car.He was still early, so found himself circling nearby streets a few timesbefore he pulled into the lot.Soon, a tall, beautiful blonde woman was greeting him. "Hi Troy," she saidwith a dazzling smile.In a few minutes, they were sitting down over a cup of tea to talk. "So tellme why you want. For the first time since she was eighteen, Cheryl Lynn was once again observing a pussy and it was already damp. "Do you like what you see 'cause I really like what I see. I think I will have a taste of your mature pussy," Cheryl Lynn heard from the voice hovering over her pussy and then she felt the tip of the no-named girl's tongue slide through her already dripping divide. "Mmm, such sweetness. Now taste mine. I know you wanna!" Cheryl Lynn had not tasted another girl's pussy since that. He leaned down; their lips met once more as he started to move inside of her, picking up speed until they found a leisurely pace, slow and sensual, not too fast nor too slow. Her soft moans muffled by their entwined tongues and lips pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his shoulders as her hips met each slow thrust with one of her own.He broke the kiss after a while, looking down into her lovely face, he couldn’t get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a feeling that he was.