Ashley took her fingers out of her and brought them to her mouth sucking on them and said, "Mmmmm you taste so good Candice." Let's go and help John o...t and maybe give his stick a ride or two," Candice said as she got up and grabbed Ashley's hand pulling her with her as she walked over to John."Oh Fuck Stacy your pussy is so tight," John said as he pounded into her; his balls bouncing at her ass. "Your cock feels so good in my fuckin pussy," Stacy said as she rocked back on his cock."Can we. You can leave now!" Sam said as she rose up, pulled her skirt down to make herself look more professional and composed.I got up and walked around, grabbing my bag and coat from the other side. I stepped to the door, when I stopped to hear her call to me."Wait. You forgot your special gift I promised you on a job well done!" she said, as she grabbed her moist panties off the desk. She then thrust them under her skirt, wiped her soaked pussy in them and tossed them to me.I caught them, feeling. “Nothing you have to worry about.” I finally see him. It’s Rachel’s dad. It doesn’t make sense. But it’s him. I look over to where the girl was. It’s Rachel. I expected her to look guilty, or upset about this. But she is just staring at me with cold dead eyes. It all clicked like I solved a rubrics cube. “There is no Russians is there?”“Wow, you said he was smart baby, but … wow. Go on, please.”“You’ve been what? Running a small operation, getting girls to sleep with viables for their samples. I took her home and asked if she’d be my lunch guest on Thursday.“See you then, Mike; and thank you.” On Thursday, we met at a restaurant two towns away. Wendy looked nervous but pretty in a sundress and three inch white pumps. Over lunch I noticed the outline of a lacey black bra under her sundress and I was getting hard just sitting there with her. Fortunately, no one was seated near us so we could speak freely – if in whispers. “I’ve been with other men before, Mike,” she confided, “but not.