" “I want you to pleasure me Kevin. I want you to eat my bald cunt. I want to feel your long tongue deep inside my married cunt. And when you're eat...ng me, think about my son and how you're eating his dirty, slutty, cheating, mother’s cunt. I want you to eat my pussy and let me gush in your throat. You’re in luck, I can make my pussy squirt. If you get me excited enough, I'll squirt my hot cunt juices onto your tongue.” I spread my legs and Kevin got to work on my bald pussy. I was still. Nearly everyone had left the building and I had the lab to myself. About an hour later, the phone rang, and thinking it might be Raoul, I picked it up with a simple “Hola, ¿puedo ayudarle?”. After a moments pause an incredibly smooth baritone voice asked, “¿Raoul es en ?” “No, él ha ido a almorzar . ¿Puedo tomar el mensaje ?” In my best Spanish, I had tried to explain that Raoul has gone to lunch but that I could take a message, but I believe my accent must have given me away. “Oh… your. But I was so elated to have Crystal, because she helped me to the bathroom."Thank you," I smiled once I reached the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub. "I'm exhausted." I know. It's okay. I got you. You're in good hands, B."Crystal retrieved a towel from the closet, knelled down in front of me, and proceeded to dry me off."What are you doing?" I questioned."Drying you off before you catch a cold. Relax, I got you." I can do it." You can't even walk alone. Shut up, I got this."She uses the. She seemed content in trying to make me cum, her fingers working me hard and fast in both my holes. I was screaming and groaning loudly, not caring if anyone could hear me. Then I had the same feeling I had the night before. My body started shaking and my ass and pussy seemed to contract around her fingers. She seemed to giggle with glee and I started to gush over her.I seemed to slide down the shower wall into the sitting position, Clara just smiled down at me and lowered her crotch to my.