"Well, my database shows that the eyeroll is a common signal from a female to a male of exasperation, disbelief or disapproval. So, it seemed like th... perfect way to access the parts of my internal database without rousing suspicion on the part of either the female or male species."He stared at her, and then chuckled, shaking his head. "Classic. Yeah, just classic," He slid the shifter into gear and accelerated, easing back onto the road, "Another headcase. So, what's your name anyways?". You have... virtue. Believe me." And you want it?" Laura asked, boldly, enjoying this banter.Amber smiled, amused. "I usually never have to do without what I want," she said, mysteriously.This was the moment Laura always loved and feared, in equal measure, the time when something was going to happen but nobody knew how. She felt pretty sure that they were going to wind up in bed, in only a few minutes probably, but how they were going to get there was anybody's guess. The air in the room was. She was older, but at 30, Jenny was breath-taking. She had a grace and elegance to her in how she carried herself in the office. Her poise, her posture... At 5’11, she was tall for a woman, and loved to show off her height and body. She had straight blonde hair highlighted with streaks of light brown and large D-cup breasts, of which I was absolutely certain were completely natural. A small stud decorated her nose. She would frequently joke that it served as her one small act of rebellion when. I thought that she might have changed her mind and wanted me to stop. But I was wrong.”“Get on the fucking floor Cathy, quick,” she demanded, and I did. I dropped to the floor and watched her slid off the couch towards me. She climbed over me and kissed me deeply. When she stopped she whispered, “I’m about to cum and I want to cum in your beautiful mouth so get ready Cathy.”“She moved her body above my face and I was thrilled as to what she had in mind. I opened my mouth and waited for her.