. and it was so calm, too. I was ready to make my escape but where would I go? I'd be tracked down in no time. I needed money; a lot of it. There was ...a substantial looking safe behind her desk."I need the combination to that safe," I said."Go to hell!" Fine, but you're going to be completely blind for the rest of your life if I don't give you the antidote within the next ten minutes." She thought about it for a full minute before she gasped out the combination. I tried the combination and it. " May I suggest that you let me escort you to the meditation chamber right now," Malcolm demanded calmly, but with a stern voice and T'Pol realized what a shameful and vulgar statement she had just delivered in the heat of the moment. Malcolm looked severely shocked. She hung her head slightly in shame and nodded."Doctor, I'll take care of T'Pol. Would you please take care of the formalities? I think we all need a break," she heard Malcolm request while he directed her towards the. I followed her. She took a towel from the hanger and dried her wet cunt and thighs. Then she tossed it to me. While I dried myself, she turned on the table lamp and flopped over my bed. She pulled two pillows beneath her back and lay back in a reclining position. Having settled on the bed, she folded and spread her legs exposing her hairy cunt.The light from the table lamp directly fell upon her moist cunt. Since her legs were spread, her bushy lips were parted and I could see the inner pink. Each thrust was savage in its intensity, his stroke long and steady but he knew that he couldn’t keep it up for much longer. She felt the strength of his hands on her hips pulling her backwards to meet each thrust. “How does it feel?” came the question from behind her. “Fuck. Me. Harder,” was her reply between thrusts. So he did. He started to make long strokes from almost all the way out to deep inside her, the unmistakeable sound of his thighs slapping on her tight ass creating a sexy.