"Okay Ms. Johnson I'll be looking forward to seeing you a bit later."When she had left he sat down and smiled to the empty room as a plan raced throug... his mind. In a few moments he got up and shut down the lab and headed home, working out the details in his head as he drove.Neil drove into the parking lot at "Quail Meadows" he was happy that he had chosen this apartment complex; everyone had their own numbered parking spot painted on the tarmac behind each car. He drove over the number "28". Her blonde hair was natural and her fine haired bush covered a pink slit that was not confined by underwear.After the show she took Steve by the hand and said," Let's go see what we can find in my little town."Steve followed his new love out to his bike and mounted up offering her his bitch seat. She accepted with the poise of a woman familiar with such things."Where do we start?", Steve asked before firing up an engine that would silence further conversation."Just down this street to the first. She opened wide to let me see all the sperm I was feeding her. It was a sight to behold. I filled her mouth. She moved it around, tasting it, then opening her mouth and showing me as she swallowed all of it, and then she grinned with glee. I knelt down and gave her the kiss she deserved. We relaxed on the bed for awhile and then, after chatting and getting to really know each other, we got up. We dressed slowly, watching each other. Then we went into the other rooms and she began to make. * * *When the doorbell rang, Jessica arrested her hand in midair. She was finally getting around to giving Marie the punishment she so richly deserved for the way she had acted the last few days. The French girl was on her knees in the living room, ball-gagged with her butt in the air and her hands tied behind her back, another rope pulling her wrists up toward the ceiling. She was in a very awkward position, her ass bright red, as Jessica halted the riding crop in its motion, wondering who.