"I want to try one more experiment." What?" Connor snapped."Take this home with you. Try it. Give me a full report tomorrow." he said handing the girl...a vibrator.Connor looked at the device with disgust, but he took it and headed home.He sat there looking at the vibrator contemplating the consequences of not using it. The thought of sticking it inside of him was revolting, but he feared that Nathan would not give him the reversal formula if he didn't have a full report by tomorrow. So, he. I continue groping the woman’s breasts, squeezing and rubbing, adoring the feel of her soft, womanly anatomy. She looks up at me, nervous, anxious. She can hear the people moving, the sliding of doors, people exiting and entering. But she has nothing to fear. I can see what’s happening, see the other people as I continue squeezing and fondling the woman’s delightful bosom. More people exit than embark, and those that get on the train don’t come anywhere near our end of the carriage.The doors. Thickman was looking me up and down with a sultry smirk on his perfect face. In the broom closet, I begin to adjust my bra and shirt to try to fake a bit of cleavage for when I go back out. What. The actual. Fuck. Charlotte, he’s a professor! He’s so out of my league. Why am I trying to seduce him? I pick up the broom and dustpan and weigh my options. Oh, hell, I’ve already put this much effort into it, might as well go the extra mile! I leave the broom closet and sachet back out to my mess. I. The snake was mesmerizing the swaying musician.She sat up and fixed her long and beautiful hair with her hands. She tied the hair with a hairband and, to her and his surprise, got up and over him and straddled him. She reached down, grabbed his cock and directed it towards her hole. Slowly and steadily she impaled herself with it. She took his cock in, on purpose, and settled on top of him in a high and mighty pose. She removed her shirt and bared her motherhood to him. He was looking at her.