Jim knew where she was heading, and did nothing to prevent her from reaching her destination or to delay her journey. It was dark under the covers, b...t Nicky needed no light to find the way. Her mouth continued its travels until her tongue was fondling his curly pubic hair, and his hard cock was pressing against her chin. She didn’t stop even then, but kept going, all the way around the hard shaft and his balls until she tasted his salty, sweaty crotch. Once she started licking there, her. It had been a hot day and I was feeling a bit sticky and grimy from the ride. I asked to use the shower and my host showed me where it was. He ushered me into the bathroom with a grin and shut the door behind him. "Need a hand?" he asked. "Mmm, will you get all those hard to reach places?” I murmured with a smile in return. "I'd like to get my "hard" into all your places," he teased back. We had been friends for years and "close" for most of them. Mine was not an open marriage but the fences. If we make a big deal about this too soon, we’ll be attacked on a variety of fronts. If we wait until the university releases their results, we won’t be such easy targets for ridicule.”“Excuse me,” Abe interjected, “but aren’t you doing the same thing, admitting virtually everything upfront? What about the whole ‘we’re safe as long as I’m under attack’ argument?”“That works, but only for so long. It shields attacks on me personally, since the medical community won’t risk the nation’s ire for. Test a range of IQs, ages, and, let me guess, various anxiety levels?” “There’s that IQ at work.” “163 baby. Hold up. Aren’t I supposed to fill out a consent form or something?” “If I sent it, what would you have said?” “Yes, but still…” “I know my sis. I filled it out for you.” “B, you can’t be doing shit like that.” “Fine. I’ll send one over to you.” Now I’ve gotta google that shit and customize the damn form. Fuck. “Might as well send one for Jas. I’ll get her to sign it. If I didn’t feel so.