”“Then I will wait. In the meantime, I will require your services to find a first edition copy of Anais Nin’s, Delta of Venus, for me,” He pla...ed the teacup on its saucer and stood from his chair. “Thank you for the tea. Regrettably, I must leave now.”“So soon?” Genevieve asked. The disappointment in her voice was heavy.“I am afraid so. I have much to prepare before my work takes me abroad for many months,” he replied with disappointment that equaled Genevieve’s.Genevieve’s heart almost stopped. Go ahead and grab a seat."She thanked the harried looking secretary and then plopped herself down on one of the couches. The woman sitting next to her was someone she knew. She worked in the outfitting department a floor below hers and had been part of the makeshift platoon that had pinned in the marines. They chatted while they waited, talking of Lisa's wound and their hopes for reassignment."I want tanks," the woman told her, almost hungrily. "I want to be in the machine that blows those. The walls of her pussy clamped tightly down onto Mark's young cock as she came and he suddenly was stuck inside his mother, unable to move it was holding him so tight. But it didn't matter, as soon as her pussy grabbed his hard young cock, his own orgasm ripped through him. Helen's pussy held her son firmly as his cock shot load after load into it, flooding her pussy full of his young furtile semen all the way into her womb. His sperm began to leak out from between his cock and her hairy pussy. Then she began to make up her nipples, carefully applying makeup to the areolaswhile he watched and filmed her. When she had completed one and was admiringher handiwork he stepped behind her and lifted her skirt at the back, tucking it intothe waistband, exposing her bare bottom. Pressing her forward a little he begankneading her bum and running his hands on her inner thighs, spreading her cheeksand then forcing her legs apart to expose her. She felt quite vulnerable and slightlyembarrassed as.