I bet she's tight and can already tell that she must be soaking wet. My hands move to the side of her head to pull her off my cock and then I'm turnin... her around again, keeping her on her knees. I place a hand between her shoulder blades and push her down, gently but firmly, so that she is on all fours with that teasing skirt pointing at my face again. My hand keeps her firmly in place with the other one relishes the moment where I finally get to peel away those French knickers and catch my. She was so tight, I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to get her off, and when she spread her legs a little more, I knew I had a chance. Bending her knees as I continued to lick at her clit and tongue her pussy, she squirmed a little. I wanted her to cum, and as I continued to eat her pussy, desperately trying to get her off, Stephany naturally started to squeeze my head between her legs. Suddenly though, as she reached down and touched my head, she asked in an out of breath voice, “Stop.”Knowing. But at her one-year review follow-up appointment, which she had travelled back to the Waverly Institutefor, she had returned to the fateful basement room. They had checked allof her systems and had decided to tweak her control program a little, topush her even further.Lita looked upon the previously hated face of Professor Amanda Jakes,lowered her head and then humbly thanked her for making her this way.Prof Jakes grinned at her and told her that soon product number 'A96'would be coming to play. I headed over to the sofa and sat down on the arm chair. I don't know how long I sat there for but I snapped to my senses when I had finished my fourth beer and there wasn't any left in the fridge. "Shit" I murmured, I wasn't even feeling tipsy but wanted more. I did have some vodka and Jack Daniels in the cupboard. "Fuck this place!" I grumbled as I grabbed my jacket and headed out the door. I headed out of the lift and headed to a local bar. Being a Thursday night it was quite busy but not as.