Her eyes were half-closed now, and her cheeks had gone bright red. I began to grunt with the wonderful pleasure of my cock sliding in and out through ...he tight tube of lubricated flesh of her vagina.I bent my head forwards and started to suck and lick at her nipples, beginning gently but becoming rougher and rougher with my tongue. Soon she began to grunt as well, getting louder and louder. I started to go even faster, coming right out of her and then forcing through the tight hole, her skin. "Gypsy!" I called as I walked through the back door. "You here?" That's odd I thought. The house was usually lit up like Christmas and had music blaring so loudly you could hear it down the street. The house was instead, dimly lit and the only music I heard, came from the hallway that leads to her room. My nostrils were treated to the aroma of hand rolled medicinal herbs as I drew closer to her bedroom door. "Gypsy." I called again in a whisper, lightly tapping on the door. "you in here?" I. "Like before, we would need multiple examples in order to produce a meaningful average.”“Yes, understandably you might come really quickly, first time,” added Olivia.“I guess…” said Grant, not sure what else to say.Grant looked round for more wine, but the bottle was empty. He had developed a good semi under the table and was hoping one of the girls would offer to get a refill.“Are you sure?” asked Lucy.“Yes. Definitely. Like you say, it’s for science.”“That’s right,” agreed Olivia. “And you’re. Today wasn't the day, clearly. She wanted to fight it; to press onwardand make legitimate progress for once in the last few months, or years.Exhaustion took hold of her, however, and she could feel the weight ofreality settle in. Groaning aloud and sitting back in her chair, shestared blankly ahead of her into the maroon expanse of her bedroom wall.Nearly unaware of her own actions, her arm slithered below her desk andwormed its way into her pants. As she stewed in her own inadequacy.