As it is I swallow your love moan and I press my thumb on top of your clit as I slide my fingers back into you. I roll them around touching your love ...anal in every spot as I slide them in and out, fingering you until you orgasm and your cum covers my hand. I can smell your love juices, they are soooo so sweet.You begin to cum down from your high and I just hold you as we continue to watch the movie together. My hand still resting over your pubic hairs and pussy, still hot and wet. Your head. Paul walked through the doors and was greeted by a tall blonde woman in her 50's. This must be the madam, he thought to himself. "Good evening, sir," she said with a beaming smile. "I'm so glad you could join us this evening. How may I help you?" Well, I'm looking for a woman..." he trailed off. "Well, we have plenty of those," she said laughing at her own joke. "Follow me, please." She led him to a business office and offered him a seat. She settled in behind a desk and then folded her hands. He was going to need food. Here within this frozen moment, he intended to continue his development of the nanotechnology IAT's director, Dr. Jack Harris, had forbidden him to work on. He could use his own time-phased body as both laboratory and production facility, using his own digestive system to power the operation. The quasi-temporal chrononites were just the beginning. Soon he would be master of time, space,and dimension!There was Molly, Jack Harris' daughter. She was a student at the near. Trust me, with what I had on her, she would play ball. As to that windfall, I quickly rejected the idea of some lame alienation of affection lawsuit. Even if it was feasible, it would be too public, too messy, and too time consuming. I had a better idea. Rather than one nuclear response, I favored three surgical strikes.The first shot in the war was fired right after The Slut left for work the next day. In no time flat I had her gear packed, boxed, and on its way to the storage center. I also.