The twenty-minute limit gave me a chance to be picky, to some degree. I could talk to the people in my cab and find out something about them.I wanted ...o be back in my own body with Tommy but I somehow knew that would never happen. If I were that girl now, I wouldn't spend more than ten minutes in a taxi, ever. I knew inside myself that going back would never happen, I needed to select another life and I had to do it soon. The apartment I lived in would only get dirtier and colder. If I didn't. I have her juices all over my chin, cheeks and nose, where it's mingling with sweat as her thrusting gets faster and stronger, and her groaning is getting louder. As I feel her about to come I pull my mouth off her pussy to which she screams, "Fucker", but almost immediately I fix my lips on her clit, gripping it tight and fucking it with my mouth. This I know will finish her off, and it does, bringing her to a loud, hot, wet, almost violent orgasm. I can feel wave after wave of wetness pumping. I pretty much had everything where I wanted it by the end of November when Thanksgiving came along. We had agreed that Reese would have the children for Thanksgiving, then share them at Christmas. My new townhouse came with all new appliances and I tried to talk my parents into allowing me to prepare the Thanksgiving dinner. My mother only gave in when I agreed to let her do some of the meal preparation. As it was, she came with almost everything done ahead of time and only the oven,. "Some party piece huh?" grunted Kate.Jenna didn't, couldn't reply, for once she was lost for words. Kate was gone as quickly as she had come, leaving Jenna staring at the sticky pool of mess on her desk.Some time later the results of the analysis of the ejaculate lay on Jenna's desk, and a wrinkle crossed Jenna's brow. She was certain that Kate's cum would be packed full of X-13.1, but there was none. What there was there, and in plentiful supply, was DNA! The computer beside Jenna beeped, the.