. all right. Let's proceed then. First let me tell you that the article won't mention you—or any of the other women I interview—by name. I am larg...ly gathering statistics. However, the text of the article may contain a few case histories, if yours is one of them it will be sufficiently changed that no one, except you, will be able to identify the history. Is that satisfactory?" Yes, quite." Answered Lizbeth."One more matter before we begin" Dr. Frank went on, "Compensation. Upon the completion. And continued to jerk me off. While she was in the process of filling her panties with my hot cum... I planted a hot kiss on her red lips... which tasted absolutely great. My mind started to imagine the feeling of putting my dick into the beautiful mouth. Hopefully... that will happen some time in the future. For now... I was happy with the fact that she seemed to be enjoying exposing her beautiful body to me... and that I was enjoying the opportunity to see and feel all of her precious assets.. 'bloody top...' she mutters. He wonders if she'll notice his shorts are now mis-shaped at the front. Raising her gloves again, she charges forward at him, catching him off guard and landing two jabs to his head before he has chance to block. He falls back as she giggles again. 'Bugger this' he thinks and launches back, hitting her in the stomach and an off target swing that connects with her shoulder. 'Getting into this now are you?' she asks, almost sarcastically. 'It's coming back to me. Deanna poured herself a shot and downed it. Dan and I looked on in awe not of her drinking but how she looked. I wanted to fuck her right there. I’m pretty sure Dan was thinking the same. It was early in the evening; the activities would proceed in the basement. We had a finished basement with a pool table, work out equipment, couch, TV you name it. We brought the bottle and mixers down with us. Deanna asked if Dan wanted to shot pool. He accepted. She asked what the wager was? He didn’t come.