The girl's tongue flickered all over the eye of his prick as though sampling, then it did a full, delicious three-sixty around the head, before engulf...ing and starting to suck. Softly, insistently, blonde head bobbing, blue eyes staring up as though to query whether he liked. As though she doubted, little Santa-vixen. He was nodding even so - yeah, yeah, ohhh yeah, I love. He was inflating, reinforcing in response to the rhythmic slurping of her hot mouth, those lips locked neatly beneath the. . something like a rich, good-looking nymphomaniac who owned a torture chamber.Tamara stepped out of the tub and dried off her glorious, golden body with a rich fluffy towel. She set heir alarm for five o'clock in the morning and fell into bed.It was going to be a long day tomorrow, and she wanted a running start at it.Maybe she'd take an early morning shower...CHAPTER TWOStainless steel doors closed behind the man dressed in white lab coat and carefully carrying a vial of dark purple liquid.. They both studied engineering and understood the academic demands of that field. Rich, like Jim, was athletic and had been on the university's rowing team when he had been eligible. In their younger years they had enjoyed the rough and tumble of fraternity house life, but the years had mellowed them.Like Jim, he was clean-cut, a bit bigger than Jim at just over six feet and had a big frame. He had good—but not pretty boy—looks, fair-complected with dark hair. It was probably his easy-going. I turned to my wife, and put a hand on her lower back. With gentle pressure I encouraged Linda to move towards Emily. Linda gave me a quick questioning glance, catching her bottom lip in her teeth as I winked and tilted my head towards the girl. As they came together, both women gingerly put their arms around each other - pressing their bodies close. Linda’s face was tilted up towards Emily, and they both were breathing so fast they were almost panting. I watched intently as their parted lips.