.. You show me what you got, and maybe I'll take off my bra again. How about that?"She looked at me with a sly look across her face, her long wet red ...air hanging down in front of her, resting on top of her bra-covered breast. This was too exciting for me to handle... boy, what I would be able to tell John tomorrow in school... Needless to say, I quickly pulled off my sneakers, followed by my trousers and t-shirt. Soon, I was standing in the middle of her floor, clad only in my briefs.She. It didn't take long for the steel to return to my groin. I pulled Trisha to me and kissed her deeply, caressing her face. She slipped her tongue into my mouth and the faint but distinct taste of my cum on her tongue completed my resurrection. I pulled her hand to my lap and she broke off the kiss with an exclamation.“Holy shit, Bart, you're already hard again. Damn!”“And that, my darling d@ughter, is just one of the reasons I love black men. They're like life-sized Energizer Bunnies. They keep. After doing this for some time I noticed her sphincter didn't contract as much as it did before, which I took as my cue to gently insert my lubed finger into her burning asshole. I pushed in slowly as her puckered hole began sucking my finger deep into her forbidden depths. It was so damn sexy to watch but nothing prepared me for what happened next: when I began to pull my finger back, her sphincter obscenely grabbed on to my finger and came out about a good half-inch. This time the drool. "Thanks. Hmm. That large room is marked 'Lab.' There's your office and one beside it marked 'Storage' and 'CSIRO' in pencil. Two offices are Mackie and Goldstone. I've never heard of them." Nor I."He typed on his keyboard. "Goldstone retired in '94. Mackie seems to have been a visitor from Adelaide in '01-'02. It looks as though the outgoing chair was hoarding space." He thought for a minute or two. "What if I say no?" Two options: I look for space elsewhere, near SciTech, perhaps. Or I look.