I barely recognized my own croak.She moved closer to me, and I fumbled at her zipper, taking her jeans down to midthigh. She was wearing a pair of whi...e cotton panties. Nothing could have been sexier at the time. I pulled them down, revealing that she was (of course) very wet. Her mound was recently shaved, but was starting to grow in a little. For some reason, this small, intimate detail of her life made me feel so much closer to her. I could picture her shaving on weekends, when she had time. It was all so... predictable. She set herelectric minions to whirring while she prepared herself. Tools,medicine, clothes. Many of the things mentioned in the file she'dstolen, and a few more.The chattering of the programs alerted her a few hours later. IPaddress, converted into a physical location with a simple automatedsearch. The work of a few hours to arrive at the house, and she beganher real work.Nice house this one had. It spoke of wealth, enough to maintain a familyhouse on a single. Their convergence had beenpartly a happy coincidence, partly the result of Dr. Stanton's foresight (thoughthis foresight had been focused on a different objective), and partly the outcomeof Miss Martin's careful planning. Although Dr. Stanton had long been adeptat carefully convoluted justification for the pleasure he took in having thefemale intimacies of his pupils presented to his eyes, in admiring what heconsidered to be the esthetic perfection of a female bottom bared and bent,and in his. In this scene, she and Mike were in a sixty nine position, once again with the camera positioned head on, level with his sex gear and her head. She began by lifting his semi hard cock into her mouth. Sucking just the first few inches, she soon had a mouth full of fully erect prick meat. She was having her pussy eaten simultaneously, and she paused her sucking momentarily from time to time to enjoy the waves of pleasure coursing through her increasingly juicy clit. “Here comes the hot part”, she.