I licked it all over while I massaged his balls and then shoved it all the way into my mouth. It fit without really going into my throat so I guess it... really wasn’t a deep throat but he sure seemed to like it. After about two minutes I felt him start to breath heavier and then he began to shudder and I knew what was happening. The first spurt hit the back of my throat and made me gag. I pulled off of his dick only to be hit in the face with the next two or three shots. I’m sure it wasn’t a. A few seconds later, the door opened. It was too late to change my mind. Mister David opened the door and smiled at me. Then his eyes went down to my chest. I pretended not to notice. He invited me in and offered me some more lemonade. We chatted small talk back and forth for a while. Stupid stuff, like the weather, and what kind of grades I made (mostly A’s, except for math) and what he did at work (something with computers). The more we talked, the wetter my pussy got. “Can I ask you a. The heat from the stove is beginning to take the bite out of the air. Preparing the pedestal where the model will sit I almost wince at the thought of her dusty 100 year old pussy touching it. I arrange several pie cut shaped pieces of wood by the stool to get her feet and legs in the right position. Getting everything set in place I check my pocket watch, one more hour until the gargoyle arrives. Not much else to do until then but wait for the room to finish heating up. I'm kind of tired maybe. " Get a note from the doc. Check. But for what its worth, somebody was playing a trick on me this morning by sending a false change of orders computer announcement though my communicator." Really ... Have you reported this to security?" Awe ... Do I have to?" I want you to be here on the bridge when you're supposed to be, not wandering around the ship on a wild goose chase next time the Borg decide to attack." Well, I kind of hoped to track down whoever it was myself, but I guess you're right.".