"The left one isn't fully closed. So relax! Calm down."He felt no pain as she inserted the other earring now and then placed anecklace around neck. Sh... made a few last adjustments with his hair andwent over opening a package of stockings. He followed her over to thedressing area as she was rolling them up. She held them out and hestepped in as she pulled them up snapping the tin waist band over hiscincher. He wasn't sure if he was more nervous or curious having no ideawhat he'd be wearing after. The old grocery truck sputtered along the dusty road, occasional ruts making efforts to wrench the wheel from Ken’s hands. Weeks of dry heat had turned the landscape a dull brown – even the still-green trees were muted and dull. His ragged undershirt and stained work pants were almost the same color as the dull brown fields. A battered Ivy cap perched firmly on his head, twisted slightly to shade his eyes from the relentless stare of the sun.Over the last three weeks, he’d turned up some. Gradually building the tempo I pumped Charlie in and out of my mouth, taking him as deep as I could so my throat just squeezed his tip. My hand worked his shaft in time and my fingers on my pussy matched the same rhythm. I actually had to fight the urge to climb up onto the bed and straddle him. But that was not what this was about. I sucked gently, massaging him with varying pressure from my lips and tongue, changing the speed every few strokes. My hand gripping his shaft moved down to subtly. “I can’t wait to see how you are going to write up this in a scientific journal!”Steve laughed some more at that, though he had no idea either how something like that would get written up. He picked up the jar of lotion and unscrewed the lid. The room was already noticeably warmer than when they had arrived, and the fragrance of the puka puka oil and lava lava flowers seemed stronger than their previous experiment. He commented, “This seems stronger, somehow, but I made the batch the same.