His eyes had taken note of her unbuttoned blouse and he was casting a glance down at her buxom breasts. ‘And then,’ Julie paused to take a sip of ...er drink, ‘I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.’ ‘Just like that?’ His voice showed no surprise. But then, why would he? How many women had probably told him something similar? Julie cast her eyes down in a deliberate show of submissiveness. ‘Yes. I can’t explain it. But when you tell me to… to do things… I’ve never wanted to like that before.’ She. When they broke from the kiss, Rochelle said, "I knew you wanted me. I saw you looking at me. Celeste, and Corrine, too. You don't understand those feelings, do you?"Christi licked her lips and replied, "I think I do now."Rochelle let out a sharp moan that bordered on a purr. Reaching down to caress Christi's bottom for a moment, she then stood up and stepped out of the tub, grasping Christi's hand as she did so. Christi allowed Rochelle to guide her, standing and stepping out as well.Rochelle. I was concerned. This was supposed to be for Wallace, but when I looked over, he was just smiling as he casually removed his clothes.The next time I looked he was still smiling, but now he was naked, sitting and stroking his cock.We were in a sixty-nine, just coming down from our mutual orgasms when we heard Wallace moan and shoot his cum all over his chest and belly.We gingerly walked over and knelt on either side of him and began licking up his cum, pausing occasionally to lean over him and. Smiled, nodded, went to the nearest empty seat, sat down. The folder was not the only thing Sarah C. had handed him. Held between the covers of the manila folder was a slip of paper. David R. took it out discreetly, unfolded it when he thought nobody was looking. Something definitely weird going on here, the note said. No evidence yet, but nurses aren’t letting me in on something. S.C. David crumpled up the note, put it in his pocket. Figures, he said to himself. So there is a connection.