I'd run through many such experiments with subject A, so much until Mrs. Robinson was starting to walk a little funny. Gabrielle had been a loyal assi...tant, running the experiments while watching me fuck Mrs. Robinson's lights out. Our initial round of testing complete, she was a logical (and very eager) choice for a second test subject.Gabrielle was a pleasing subject. She was a little on the skinny side, and didn't take care to do perfect trimming down there, but she had a nice rack hidden in. So much for granting me unrestricted access to my baby, my daughter.I had finally gotten my head out of my ass. I still drank but no longer at Olympian levels. And I had a place to stay, a regular income, and the prospect of getting me a small apartment in the not too distant future: I figured maybe a few more months. Hell, the way things were looking maybe I’d get to the point where I could give the moneyman a run for his money! Wouldn’t that be the cat’s meow.“It’s her birthday tomorrow,”. She hated disappointing-- His key rattled into the lock on the front door. Her heart leaped up into her throat. Shit. She looked quickly at her watch. It’s really too late. There won’t be time before someone arrives. Too nervous, she couldn’t leave the bathroom. “Pet?” Normally his rich, kind voice comforted her. She tried to speak but nothing came out. “Baby, you here?” She stepped out of the bathroom. The big smile on his face faded. He came up close to her, his arms wrapping around. I need to ram my cock deep into your cunt." Ashley freed him. "Get on your hands and knees," he ordered. "Spread your legs, put your head down, ass in the air!" He penetrated her cunt from the rear and began pumping her cunt with hard deep determined strokes. Ashley heard couples fucking in the background. The noise was coming from the monitor. She felt like she was a participant in an orgy. So when he would thrust his hard cock into her cunt, she pushed back on him, making him penetrate deeper.