"Actual count?" said a bespectacled lackey who sat at a monitor.Smith paused before uttering the obvious, yet unfunny, rejoinder. "Yeah," he sighed."F...rty, all ninth graders," said the geek, who was bathed in a blue glow. "No adults." Any evidence we've hooked a live one?" Smith continued."Too soon. Maybe; law of averages," he shrugged."I need facts. Find me facts," Smith replied evenly. "He use his new toy yet?" The inhaler? Nah," said a third man, who was dressed identically right down to his. I hated being interviewed by attractive women, it always made me nervous. The interview begun with normal questions; a mixture of hard and easy ones just like usual. But the pressure of the interview and being in the presence of such a beautiful woman was making me extremely nervous and sweaty, and the woman could notice it. She stopped half way threw a question and stood up, she walked over to me and sat down on the table infront of me. She was wearing a long grey skirt and a short blue shirt.. She opened her mouth and started sucking on his cock. After some time Randy was hard again, he asked her to sit on his cock now. Nat got up and placed his cock on her pussy. She closed her eyes and slowly sat down on his cock until his cock was completely inside. She started riding him reluctantly. Deep down inside she was also enjoying it but not ready to accept it. Nat was reaching her third orgasm of the night, and now couldnt help but let out soft moans. Randy knew he had her, he grabbed. Miss March opened her eyes wide before a look of slight disappointment spread across her face. She continued her rocking motions for a few more minutes until Gerard's semi-erect member slipped out of her. Then she climbed off his lap and bestowed a little kiss there, as if trying to restore flagging gallantry. He chuckled, shook his head and tucked it away in his breeches."Now run along, my pet! Go and see Jenkins in the kitchen. She'll look after you."Miss March picked up her costume and.