Mission accomplished, they’d taken it back before the boss, all three of them meeting with her in hopes she’d not dismiss it outright. She hadn’..., and after she’d looked it over carefully, they’d gotten approval. Indeed, she’d even added her own tweaks to the idea, making into a much bigger production and potential draw than they’d originally dreamed. Which is how Cheryl found herself in this highly pleasurable predicament. She was spread out, facing up, on a padded bench, body held at a 35°. . . .” “What, vulnerable?” “Yes.” “There’s nothing wrong with being vulnerable. Especially if it’s me you are vulnerable with. Why do you always have to be so strong?” “It’s just how I am.” “But it doesn’t have to be. Listen to me. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath. Let it out. I want you to think about the images in your mind while you were touching yourself. Think about what I was doing to you.” I did as I was told. I closed my eyes and relaxed against you. I was safe. I was in your. The door of the lecture hall opened, and in walked two strikingly beautiful women, a mid 20's athletic redhead and an early 30's curvy Hispanic woman, both the finest business attire- their heels clicking along the lecture hall floor as they got closer."I'm afraid the last class has ended, ladies. . ." I'm not a student Dr. Heiss. But I do want to talk to you, preferably somewhere private. A business proposition." the redhead spoke. The Hispanic woman seems resolute to not talk, just to study. “We had some special instructions for you.” Anna joined in. “Cody – you better have your dick in your hands. Because I'm going to drain the tits of this lovely lady,” she said, giving Dalia's tits a healthy squeeze. “Too bad you can't join.” Cody did not need further prompting. He removed his pants and underwear, and was ready to go, cock in hand, by the time the ladies began to kiss again. He nearly jumped far enough to hit the ceiling when he suddenly heard a voice in the apartment..