Mind and body in harmonious sexual union with the music itself. She sat at the dressing table. She leaned forward and parted her damp hair to stare a... her own face in the mirror and the thing she knew about herself most profoundly, was her stunning beauty. She was deeply in love with herself, vanity beyond recognition. But one thing it gave her was respect. She respected herself and her intelligence told her it was good and pure. Atleast she was someone special and confident. Her life as a. I was drained! Then, slowly and with the most wicked grin on her face, she rubbed my jizz into her tits as if it was a moisturiser! FUCKING HELL! WHAT a turn on!!!We lay on the bed, kissing, cuddling, stroking and chatting for some time afterwards. We had a drink, spooned and dozed for a bit, then she started to rub her soft, juicy arse into my cock. 'I so want you in my arse', she said. 'Do you want to?', I replied. 'No, let's save that for next time.' My cock was hardening between her. Legs, arms, breasts, clit and mouth, pussy, ass. Yes, that made twelve. That stunt was going to take some getting used to. She looked forward to it.- - -The group before her filed out of the conference room and into the hallway where Claire was waiting. "They're ready for you in there. Good luck," one of them said. Claire nodded thanks and went in. A dais ran across the front of the room, at which sat the committee that oversaw all US military black research projects such as her own. Three. We was going along talking about the way thing was going for her , she and her boyfriend had split up ,she had moved in with a girlfriend for a few weeks, and had only just got the keys for her new flat. I was pleased for her , we pulled into my road and she asked if I could help her on Saturday to get her stuff from her girlfriends and move it back to her place, yes I replied I got out of the car she smiled and said , you have a cute bum I just laughed and said goodnight.Saturday soon came.