But, that feeling would have to wait because the cable man was coming to repair there line.Her shower was refreshing as it renewed her for the day. Ma...dy went into their home office to file a few things and fill some pending orders. Her work was going smoothly and she found a few items on the net. At that moment the door bell rang. She found a spot in her work where she could stop and went to the door.Mandy opened the door and was greeted by an older, big black man. She quickly sized him up;. ‘See, there you go! That was only, what, four or five months ago,’ Grant beamed. ‘No! It wasn’t! I wasn’t talking about my last birthday. I meant last year’s! It was almost a year and a half ago!’ Bridget was getting upset. ‘And that was about as exciting as a trip to the mail box in front of the house. Plus, a trip to the mail box would’ve taken longer!’ ‘Hey, I’m not some kind of super-stud!’ Grant almost yelled. ‘I can’t perform on cue just because you want me to!’ The counselor sat quietly. She sighed, it was time to forget these childish things, time to move on. She at last knew what it meant to be an adult, the wonder of her own sensual nature had unfolded to show her the 'secret' that her stuffy upbringing had denied her.She was a woman thanks to the kindly Professor, and she would repay his tutelage. She would join her mentor and assist him in whatever way she could in his vital work. Her attachment to him may be purely platonic, rather than the urgent sensuality she felt. He sunk further down her mouth, and he began grunting. Then he was fucking her mouth, harder than he fucked her pussy. Melissa pulled back and coughed a little, David knew she had enough of mouth being invaded. "Wait." said David. "What?" asked Melissa smiling. "I want my cum to stream down your throat. Then I want to lick your wet cunt, and put my finger in your slit... then suck on your tits. First... I want to stand in the shower... and get wet. So I can see through that thin T shirt, of.