If you have a few moments, perhaps you could help me, I need to scan someone to see how efficient my machine is. It will only take a few minutes." Sur...," I replied, "I'd love to help you. But be sure to mention me when you pick up your Nobel Prize."The man smiled at me, "Sure, I will. I'll make sure your name is right at the very top of my study report. If you'll just step inside this chamber..." Said the man pointing to the circular construction. He opened a door and I stepped inside. It was. I could feel cum dripping down my thighs staining my stockings and panties. I am sure a puddle was forming on the concrete below the bench. My latest r****t pounded his meat in and out. His fucking created a slapping sound as his groin, cock and balls hit into my ass and thighs. The fluids seeping out of my ass help ampilify this sound, to a point I worried about the loudness of the fucking. The fucking echoed around the brush and the silence of the night, reminding me.of my low position. I told hubby to keep his mind on the road(see hubby does get some). After 10 mins. or so he came and i sat back up and enjoyed the rest of the ride. Meanwhile during this time ,unknown to me then hubby received a text that Ron had a surprise for me when we got there and that hubby was to blindfold me when we got there and bring me in. We arrived and hubby put on the blindfold(I always liked surprises) and brought me in,it was quiet except for music playing. Hubby tols me to get on my knees that. But this? How? Why?”“I’m so sorry, Grace. I didn’t do it to hurt you. I contacted him when you shared things that hadn’t shown up in your vetting report. I wanted…”But he stopped. No explanation made it sound like a reasonable thing to do to someone you cared for the way he cared for Grace. He considered lying and telling her he hadn’t read it, but that seemed even worse than the truth.“I need some air,” she said, throwing on a nightgown and heading out to the terrace.Mac didn’t follow her. He.