Feeder mice were cheap and while they weren't the best test subjects, they were adequate for his research. Watching them for a few moments he selected...ten mice and placed them in isolation cages.He extracted juice from each part of the plant separately. The leaves and flowers didn't yield much at all but the succulent roots provided just under a pint of liquid with which to experiment. He decided to try that first then, if there were no results, he would try the little bit he had gotten from. My fingers fumbled with the lock, and finally I raised it so she could climb in. When she stood up, I could see how her tears had streaked her makeup. I asked her what was wrong, and her sobbing returned. She stepped toward me and laid her head on my shoulder and cried. I held her tight. She smelled so good. She was no longer in the sparkling white dress she had on a couple hours earlier. She was now wearing a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt with her sneakers. I rubbed my hands up and down. Smooth cheeks caressed her inner thighs while soft, delicate fingers stroked up and down her body. Sue took Cindy's hands and guided them down to her dark-blonde pubic hair. As her passion mounted, and she raced toward an orgasm, Cindy overcame any last vestige of modesty and began stroking her own pussy.She could feel a huge climax approaching and vaguely knew she was gasping and bucking all over the bed. But just as she reached the trigger point, Sue pushed her fingers away and stopped. I mean, let’s be completely honest here, you know I had already made the decision to give him the best head of his entire life the minute I touched his throbbing dick in the car that night. I packed up my things at 4:50pm and ran to the ladies room to freshen up. This was it! I wanted to be ready for anything. I locked myself in a stall and busted out my mirror. Mascara - check. Hair - check. Lips - check. Pussy lips - dripping. I was ready. I approached the elevator but quickly darted for the.