Looking up at her face I saw her blue eyes looking seductively at me. I kneeled down, took some body wash and squirted it in my hands, making a fist t... warm it up some. Leaning forward, I ran my hands first over her breasts and then gently outward, slowly, sensuously washing her. Slipping my hands under her arms, I felt a bit of stubble there and asked, ‘Can I shave you there?’ A bit apprehensive, she replied, ‘Only if you are very gentle.’ I agreed, so she told me where her razor was and then. “Alright, you know what is next! Get in position number two!” Bev said while Berry moaned but moved so his back was to the desk as he sat on the floor. Bev straddled him while bending over the desk. Jerome walked up behind the tall high class blonde. Then he pushed his long thick cock into her pussy.“OH FUCK YES! Give me that big cock!” Bev moaned as Jerome began to fuck her while gripping her hips.Berry sat and looked up at his wife’s pussy as she was fucked. Bev must have been extremely wet. .Suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted by a voice from nowhere and everywhere."That is exactly what this is; 'What if'." W-what do you mean?" The idea of talking to some disembodied voice does not, strangely enough, bother you nearly as much as the voice itself."Simply put, this is the thought space. This is where thoughts become reality. Whatever you think here can and will become your new reality. However, you can not simply create reality the way you want it. There are certain...rules that. More lost points."Hello. My name is Harvey Marcus, and I'm one of your judges. Tell me about your project." Only fair to allow her to convince me that her work was legit.She stuck out a bony hand. "Lillian Mutzman."Her grip was loose and her hand was clammy. I wiped my palm off on my pants leg.She recited her pitch without index cards in a nasal tone. It sounded purely memorized, with no emotion. Did she even care about her work? Didn't sound like it. Deduction for lack of enthusiasm. She.