When she calmed down, taking the napkin I gave her and wiping her eyes, she turned sideways, her robe gaping a bit and distracting me with glimpses of...her toned body.“Jack, baby, whether you realize it or not, or thought it was just in your head, you sang last night. You sang to me and I loved it. Your voice made me want to pull you out of that dance and do you in the bushes! I am not lying and I am not joking, your voice made me seriously wet.”She was serious. I had known Debbie for three. I was about to ask Nathan all sorts of questions when I noticed he suddenly wasn’t looking happy.I asked Nathan, “What’s wrong?”Nathan responded on edge, “We are going to be processed. I’ve never been processed before.”“Huh? So?”“Lucas, one of the few people I made friends with a few years ago, was processed for teaching. He teaches the young ones now. After he was processed, he was a different person. I don’t know who we will be after this.”“Don’t worry about it, Nathan,” I said. “Whatever. She pulls at his hair, making only mewling sounds as she ride his tongue to orgasm.Then her cunt juicily squirts onto his outstretched mouth muscle. His chin becomes soaked with sticky juices. He keeps up his attentions, licking and lapping as the girl bucks her hips, gasping at each tremor that overtakes her. Cynthia shuddering with pleasure as she slowly comes down. Her body relaxes. Her limbs unclench. Cynthia lies with her head against the edge of the box. She eventually turns around,. Nick began to feel better at her response."So how do you get off?" Nick asked."The internet and lots of masturbation. Sometimes I don't even bother to undress and shoot my wad in my panties," she replied with a shy smile.The image of what Candice just told him flooded his mind. He could see her on the bed clad in her sexy lingerie rubbing the lump in her panties and he suddenly found himself getting excited again."That seems a little one-sided," he replied as an idea trickled into his mind."I.