Mother just beamed.I think Daddy was about to say something about my state of dress (undress?). One glance from my mother was enough for him to remain...silent.Tim was stammering again when he tried to complement me. He didn't look all that bad himself. He stood six foot six and was dressed in a sky blue tux and frilly white shirt. A dark blue cummerbund circled his waist. With his light complexion and blonde hair, broad shoulders, the whole package looked like a Greek or Roman adonis. It was my. She then pulled out the asshole finger and used both hands to spread open her pussy lips. It was a sight to behold. She was so wet. Her pussy was a bright pink and so large there on my wide screen TV. Her pussy became even larger as I figured out she was backing up to the camera.She backed right up to it and then it appeared that she had grasped the camera and put it up inside her pussy. I could hear the sucking noises of an extremely wet pussy, the sounds coming out of my speakers as my TV. " C hung up the phone."Okay, you're going to need to explain..." D started.C cut him off. "Dr. Mort Walker. He was one of my professors while Iwas working on my Masters' degree. Wiz in molecular biology."D nodded grimly. "Okay, that part is good. But ..."C shook his head. "He's been a consultant for _top_ agencies, with ahigher level of clearance than you or I have. He's good. Very good.And he's on our approved consultant list." He shook his head, feelinga shiver course down his spine.. CLANK! The force of the impact threw Heather off her feet. She managed to twist the bucket so that it fell on top of whatever it had stopped. She then threw her body on top of the bucket to keep it there.WHANG! WHANG! Whatever was under there was determined to escape, but without the tremendous amount of inertia it had when it had first hit the bucket, it was trapped. Heather could see the dent created from its initial impact.The horse fell and continued to scream. The noise soon brought out a.