She tucked the strands of long black hair that pushed over her ears. She could feel her nipples taut now, erect and hard. She allowed herself the touc..., running just the tip of her finger over the sheer fabrick of her white nightgown. He made her touch herself. He would listen while she did, making her tell him, describe to him in detail everything she was doing. It was a taking of double magnitude. First, she had to surrender herself and perform the act. Next, she had to take on the. She let her skirt drop back down. Now it was time to gently reel her in. I lightly rubbed my crotch. She danced over and asked if she was “exciting” me. I nodded. She passed her hand over my now hardening cock. She winked. I undid my belt and jeans and slid my pants down a bit. She could see my BBC coming to life through my shorts.I could read her face. It read, “should I?” well, to help her answer, I lowered my shorts and let my cock out. Now her face read that I was getting hand-job at the. " Whatever," The governor said. "It's not important right now."He seemed about to say more when one of the scientists in the room started jumping up and down. "It moved! I have a positive reaction! Clint, come quickly, you have to look at this!"The governor had a foul look on his face. He turned away from us to look at the excited scientist. The screen the man was looking at faced away from the table, so it was impossible to see what the man was looking at.James gave me a gentle pat on the. I felt my morning erection encased in something warm, slick, and snug, sliding up and down."Morning sleepy head, it's almost six, time to get going," Sue said as she raised and lowered herself on me, "My period is over and I'm ready to resume being a wanton slut."Sue continued till her eyes were closed, head thrown back and loudly groaned through at least two orgasms before asking, "You going to come?"I rolled her over, laying full length on her, my chest smashing her balloons but being poked.