She motioned to Paul to start. He picked up an envelope, which had Sue’s name printed on it.Mary stared as Paul opened the envelope and she could fi...ally see the design that she had selected for her friend. It was a huge swallowtail butterfly and almost covered a sheet of A4 paper. Paul cut the design out, and carefully fitted it onto Sue’s pussy. The wings started on her mons like Wendy’s, but the tails went all the way down Sue’s outer labia. A gasp went round the room.Paul started the. "she will come in a while" she completed and snapped out of ma stare."Ummm..." I stammered as my eyes ran over her body. "Okay!" i said and walked in.The hall had a sofa and a tv in front of it. There was a huge window behind the sofa and it lighted up the place exotically in yellow color. I walked behing her as she was in the kitchen cooking something. Indian summer is horrible and she was sweating... indirectly displaying her bra and navel in the wet, thin salwar. I felt like doing "it" right. She goes "OOOh" at me. My arms don't move. I try to press my hips to her. She smiles. Then she works her way down to my ass and starts to cram her fingers up there. Got her fingertips held together like the beak of a bird all gooey and greasy poking at my puckered asshole she goes "Mmmm". I hump against her. I like it. I feel more pressure. Her hand is inside me up to her wrist now. She pushes. So much lube squooshing around. Ass making duck sounds. Uhuh. Now I'm really filled up. Her fucking. ’ ‘We’re a systemwide unit on problems in neuroscience. Quite new. Yes, she’s with us.’ There was no help for it. He stood up and extended his hand. ‘I’m Alan Sturges.’ ‘Roland Bell. Good to meet you.’ ‘And you’re with…?’ ‘Government, actually.’ ‘NIMH? NSF?’ ‘No, not one of the scientific shops. I’m a psychiatrist. Did my undergraduate and everything at St. Louis.’ Now, Sturges would not be sidetracked. ‘Exactly where do you labor in the great bureaucracy on the Potomac?’ Bell said, ‘I’m in.