”“Mmm. That’s exactly what I’d planned to do, you my blonde beauty Beryl baby!” I say as I drop my shorts and boxers and get into position b...hind her. Her pussy folds are already swollen and wet, and her completely shaved pussy looks so inviting that I want to lick it first. So I drop to my knees and push my tongue into Beryl’s thick wet folds and start to probe around her mound and lovely love lips.“Oh god, Peter. That’s not part of our arrangement.”“Then you want me to stop?” I whisper as I. The concept of their lab assistant Astrid being in the other room not even crossing their mind. Not only could Astrid hear them, but she could see them on the computer in the other office where she lay back on the chair, her legs spread wide, resting on the desk as she plunged her fingers in and out of her pussy, caressing her inflamed clit and rubbing her exposed nipple. “My breasts… you have to touch them… oh please Peter, please…” ordered the sexy blond goddess. Peter reached forward,. He sat with a cokein one hand and just staring at the table. Arnie had said for us to justtalk, but I didn't know where to start. Luckily, Jared broke the ice."So...do you hate me now?" Why would I hate you?" I said sitting down at the table, "You're myson. I could never hate you."Jared started tearing up, "Even after I interrupted your business." You've done that before and it was no big deal," I said putting my handon his."But I wasn't...pleasing myself." That was a little different, but. ‘Does your hand feel like a vagina?’ ‘There is no such thing as `a woman’s vagina’,’ I replied. ‘All women are different. No woman ever reminded me of another. Kiss me.’ I was lying on my back. She rubbed her breasts against my stomach and sucked my nipple into her mouth. Ah, she remembered. When she carefully ran her hand under my member and cupped my scrotum. ‘That feels good,’ I said. I closed my eyes. My hand was moving faster now, and my tumescence was growing. Suddenly I felt her warm,.