.It was just like any old evening, you were browsing some porn, having a good wank, when you stumbled upon a site that caught your interest. At first,...it looked like some weird porn website, but reading a bit into it, you found that this was a website for a genetics lab made for creating futas. Your interest quickly switched from jacking off, to inspecting this site deeper.As you browsed the page you saw a link for job offers for the lab and went on to press it. It showed multiple positions in. She knew how to move and her body worked with her, not against her. I was intrigued, but I needed to know more.I shut the car down and pulled the keys out, taking them with me. Even shutting the door didn’t catch her attention, and there was no music to be heard in the garage.Then it dawned on me. She had headphones tucked over the front of the ball cap, and I could now see them.I walked cautiously into the garage, watching her work from behind and I had a better vantage point to behold her.. ” Stapleton “ Interesting Sally, and how about the anal, you are really tight was that a first for you” Sally “ I think I need to build up to that, it felt okay when you did it but I couldn’ t have managed Saul, he would tear me” Stapleton continued “ Nipple pinching, hard tit squeezing, fingers in your pussy – is there a limit? Sally “ Happy with all those” she said moving her legs wider apart so her labia parted revealing her glistening slit. She also started to absentmindedly play with one. A shiver may be more of what it was. That was enough. We were still grieving the death of her mother, and it just kind of slid by.We had another run in with the Sheriff and his buddy Craig. He was actually in his wheel chair, Craig was, leg stuck out in a brace to keep it still. It was probably to hold it to let a surgery heal. He ran into us, literally, when he saw us at the Dew Come Inn there in town again. That was our one and only real restaurant. Other than a Subway and two convenience.