Beyond my stockinged legs and patent leather stilettos I could see Shelley moving her fuck machine towards my waiting hole. My clit spasmed and jerked...wildly, making the shiny filament of my leaking pre-cum dance wildly. I though it would break but more and more leaked, holding it together. I was about to reach down and taste my juices (I love the taste of cum) when I heard Shelley command: "Stay still, Claudia." as she lined the head of the dildo up to my pussy. Placing a condom on the dildo. Just take it easy." replied agent Losfeld. "We'restill in the interview process." What interview process? I haven't asked any questions yet. Theyseem to be doing all the talking, and every time they say somethingyou wave your hand and zap me into somebody else. Don't I get toask any questions?" We're sorry to have to interrupt, Mr. Losfeld." said John. "But Abbyand I have talked this over and we've reached our final decision. Wewould like her to be ten years old with blonde hair the same. His theory on the whole thing was basically the same as every other logical person. If they could shoot spunk from their young throbbing cocks or if their sweet tight cunts bleed every month they were free game. He believed this religiously. He saw a gold condom wrapper on the floor and thought to himself, "Ohh yeah, I definitely got a piece of ass last night." He sat up on the edge of the bed and fired up a L&M Turkish Gold cigarette, inhaling deeply trying to remember what had transpired last. As she pushed the button for the fourth floor, Jolene leaned against the wall of the elevator. Closing her eyes, she imagined how her handsome professor would look in just a few short minutes. She reached into her sweatpants and under her panties, testing to see just how excited she had gotten from just sucking on a cock. Her finger slid easily along her slit as she grinned to herself. Imagining her finger was Professor Adams' cock, she slid it inside her and moaned.Be patient, she told.