“DICK!” she threw her arms around his neck & jumped up and straddled his hips in monkey Fashion; clinging to him, kissing his face his mouth his n...se his forehead.She began to slide her left foot down the waistline into his pants and stroke his cock using her nimble, agile, monkey-like toes.He shuddered in ecstasy as he started to grow hard –abruptly then, he yanked her off and held her petite body out a distance from his chest –holding her up, suspended in air, as one would a Youngling.“We. Almost as soon as the words were out of her mouth, Alice’s car turned into the parking lot of the garage. Her arrival was announced with a short beep of the horn. Otterly got out of the car and headed toward Rick.Staring at Otterly, Sherry said, “I don’t believe it. She’s wearing a pink coverall.”Alex said, “I can’t believe they make pink work boots.”“There’s something wrong with that,” Sherry said. “It’s not right.”Otterly greeted Rick with a kiss which provoked a growl from Digit. Sherry’s. As she locked the door I hugged her form behind and kissed her neck.She liked that very much and caressing her palm on my cheeks, then she turned around and we hugged tightly then I slowly lifted her face and kissed her lips. We both were kissing deeply with eyes closed like we met after a long time, we broke the kiss and she hugged me tightly and rest her head on my shoulders.I was feeling her beauty and presence roaming my hands on her hairs, back.Then I kissed her forehead and moved towards. “You were having sex in the middle of my store,” Mr. Peterson said, exasperated.“What's so wrong with that?” I giggled. “I like sex. Do you like it, Natasha?”“I love it,” she moaned. “Oh, Mr. Peterson, I'm so wet right now.”I gasped, my hands letting go of her boobs to slid down her body. I shoved them between her thighs and felt her juicy pussy. She had no hair down there—no bimbos did, it was a site-effect of the serum—and rubbed at her folds.“She is so wet,” I moaned, my fingers slipping.