“Please, Stan, that's enough,” Emily begged. She had retreated to the door near the pallet of canisters the company had dropped off. She used them...as a precarious cover in their cramped home. She watched her husband’s myriad changes progress in a state of abject horror. She had heard about what it entailed, but had never gathered the bravery to look up a video of it happening. If she had maybe she would have fought Stan harder on taking the job.She had to look away several times as it looked. When she was sure he was looking down her shirt she told him about the reward her husband was going to let her give him, and jacked him off, She was supposed to wait a week but gave in and sucked him off later in the day. He had a very small pert dick, she likes small ones and she described his thin dark colored shaft.She was a little embarrassed that she hasn't held off sucking him. She had planned to just stop with blow jobs , but I kept encouraging her, and when she was up to giving him. 'ripple' in the continuum, and it was too far away to be a normal warp pulse."After swallowing another bite, he continued, "I thought we were just waiting for more data, which on hindsight was far too tentative an approach. Apparently Ann realized that and took matters into her own hands."On cue, Ann walked in, followed by Arlene and Diana. After greetings, the women each took a cinnamon roll, and were ushered to their seats near Jeff. After they had accepted coffee, Jeff continued. "Both. When Mark finally realized she was one of his student he first was very embarrassed but later became obsessed with her real name. He begged and begged her but she did not give in at first. It was only after he said that he would stop chatting that she told him. She did not want to stop talking to him simply because she was in love with her teacher.Now, as she was reading back some of the things she'd wrote to him she felt very shy, “How could I have said these oh so personal things” she.