"Thank you for being candid about this, Aaron, and I shall respect Piotr's privacy in the matter."Once Aaron had left, John called in Peter Parker, hi... Admin head."Peter, there is a man, by the name of Hubert Swanson, who is a labourer on the track laying team. I need to know more about him. Can you have a quiet word with his team supervisor, not mentioning me. Ask what the man is like to work with, and what he thinks about the man and his abilities."Curious, but carefully blank-faced, Peter. It only seemed natural to hand it to Ravi.He examined the jar closely. “Yup, these are the bugs. Some of them look dead. There are enough holes in the lid so they have to be getting enough oxygen.” Ravi thought for a moment or two longer.“Maybe they are starving. There’s no food in there. Just the bugs and the nesting material,” said Ravi.“What do they eat?” I asked.Still examining the jar, Ravi let out a hmmm. “The nest seems to be made of skin cells. Human, I guess since they were so anxious. I almost picked it up before I caught myself and stopped my hand. I hesitated momentarily, then picked up the phone.I pushed the little button on the side of it to bring it back to life, and tried to remember the little criss-cross security figure to open it. My hand was shaking as I attempted to trace the lines. It took three times to get it right. There, in my hand was that little message icon once again. All I had to do was put my finger on it. My shaking finger took on a life of its own as. Alice ground her crotch into my face as she let one orgasm after another shake her body. I eased up on my tongue-lashing and began a series of long slow licks along her cunt lips. I kept it up until Alice collapsed on my face and leaned on Aunt Marti for support. She whimpered for mercy.Aunt Marti stopped fucking my cock and settled her hips on mine with my erect cock buried to the hilt in her cunt. I twitched my cock to signal to her to resume fucking me."We're going to switch positions now,.