Poor Clarra did’nt realise what a shrewed fox the the old landlord really was. Uncle was now on cloud nine. “Breathe normally now. Let me feel it....�� Clarra closed her eyes and started breathing slowly. Uncle touched her stomach over her shirt. “It’s very hard” uncle said. Making a face like he was shocked.“That’s cause you are feeling it through my shirt”Clarra said trying to play along the humor. “liftit and then you will know”. Uncle was getting whathe wanted. He carefully lifted her shirt.. She was so hot like an oven and wet, wet like a hot shower it was easy to sink in to her to my base her eyes were wide open and shut at the same time as I sunk into her body. She gasped as I started to move then that is when I realized that she had an orgasm, and she was trying to ride it out, and a asked if that was the first orgasm she had had on a cock? And she shook her head yes, score one for the old guy.Now I started to thrust in and out for her with the longest strokes that I could and. " Oneof the women in the middle flinched, then bolted upright and ran over to standat attention in front of the Dr., eyes focused down on her toes. "Here, you try it," he said, handing over the remote. Studyingthe controls for a moment, Jack pressed "Strip", and she begantossing clothes to the floor. Next he tried "Dance," whichbrought up a menu on the display, listing possibilities. Jack scrolleddown and selected "Pole Dance." She immediately stepped up ontothe runway and began a rather. Now what was he going to find? It was going to cost, he could feel it. People didn’t realise what a struggle it was to keep a University going these days. In fact this whole situation was a direct result of needing money: the funding from that secretive Population Trust organisation that had foisted Claudia and Richard Davies on him with their nebulous activities. A geneticist and an anthropologist was an odd combination to share funding – he should have known something fishy would be going.