Thing is Tracy was wearing pants, and in a daze Tracy remembers Nick helping her lose her pants and sit up on a stool, suddenly aware that she was ent...rely naked in front of the other three. She found herself with open legs and Nick kneeling before her, pouring something thick and brown into her bush. Now she understood. There was a bit of a burn, a slight tingling of liquid fire streaming through her slit. Not really bad, but certainly more of both the pleasure and the pain her nipples had. Chancellor Nobles and Mr. Jenkins, the chairman of the board, both wanted some kind of shock and awe ending for the security portion of the conference. I had several ideas for just that. It would take some doing to pull it off and some advance trial and error testing. I planned to do that this weekend at the outdoor shooting range near Centreville.I had barely finished my notes and materials list on that when Corry and Roseanne came into my private office. "Well if it isn't the sisters Mischief. That felt good, like she was something fragile, and he was protecting her.This, she thought, wasn't what she'd expected when she'd interviewed for a position in the main offices.She'd been working for the company for just over six months. It was the first job she'd landed out of school, one where she could use her shiny new Network Technician Certification. She thought she'd aced the interview, and tried to hold in her glee when she'd been offered the job the next day.At first she'd worked in. I couldn’t listen to her like thatwithout pushing her to the edge, and I bore down again,lashing her clitoris with my tongue, thrusting thehardness of the buzzing vibrator again and again intoher, in a jerky rhythm, unpredictable.She had the attention of most of the animals now. Themale tiger was lashing his tail, staring directly in atus. The great cats had come in from the outside and wereheads up, their radar ears bearing on the sounds she wasmaking. It crossed my mind vaguely that she.